"He is here. Father sent him news of your illness, and he has come to see you once again. He arrived to-day, but in your state I feared to tell you. He also has not the courage to come in."
Bhramar, weeping, said, “Oh, sister, let me see him but once, only once more in this life. Let me see him once again."
Jâmini went out. Presently, with noiseless footsteps, Gobind Lâl, after seven years, entered his own sleeping chamber.
The two wept, but neither spoke. Bhramar signed to her husband to sit on the bed. Gobind Lâl, weeping bitterly, obeyed. Bhramar bid him come closer to her. He did so. Then Bhramar stretched forth her hand and touching his feet, took thence a grain of dust[1] and placed it on her head saying, "Pardon all my faults and bless me, that I may be happy in another life."
Gobind Lâl could not speak, but he took Bhramar's hand in his. So they remained long, hand-in-hand. Bhramar silently passed away.
- ↑ A common Eastern practice, expressing loyalty, devotion or obedience.
