left him. There is a story told of a certain demon who took violent possession of a house. Night and day it peeped about, but the exorcist always drove it away. In like manner the demon Rohini constantly sought entrance into the temple of Gobind Lâl's heart; he as constantly drove it away. As on the water the reflection of the sun and moon is to be seen where the sun and moon are not, so daily in Gobind Lâl's heart is the shadow of Rohini, but not Rohini herself. He thought, "If I could for the time being forget Bhramar I should think of Rohini, else I cannot forget this pain." Many quacks use strong and poisonous remedies to cure small ills; Gobind Lâl was ready to use a harsh poison to cure this small evil. Of his own will he was ready to effect his own undoing.
Rohini's existence was at first merely a memory, but afterwards changed into a trouble. From a trouble it became a desire. Gobind Lâl sat in the summer house on the borders of the tank repenting this desire. It was the rainy season, the sky covered with clouds. The rain fell, now stormily, now gently. but without ceasing. Evening had
