Her holy temple of gold. Chandra Shekhar wept a little. He then in an exceedingly mild and endearing tone began to call Shaibalini repeatedly by her name. Shaibalini again burst into a shrill unnatural laughter, and said,
"Who is Shaibalini? Stay, let me reflect! Yes, there was a girl whose name was Shaibalini, and there was a boy whose name was Pratap; one night the boy was suddenly transformed into a snake, and the girl into a frog, and they both entered into a Jungle. The snake afterwards swallowed up the frog; I have seen it with my own eyes. Well, are you Lawrence Foster?"
Chandra Shekhar, in a voice surcharged with deep emotions, exclaimed, "Oh, my venerable preceptor! what is this? Oh! What have you done?"
Shaibalini now sang,
"My life's sweet and beloved mate,
Thou hast, by trapping in thy net
The wily charmer of my heart,
Made love's stream to overflow its skirt."
She then said, "Who is the charmer of my heart? It is Chandra Shekhar. Who has been caught in the trap? Chandra Shekhar. What
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