him how she had found the document lying in a writing case. As she ended her story she suddenly got up and went away, will in hand. When she returned, Hara Lâl, seeing her to be empty-handed, asked, "Where have you left the will?"
"I have put it by."
Hara. "What is the use of that? I must be going now."
Rohini. "Now, must you? What is the hurry?"
Hara. "I must not stop here any longer."
Rohini. "Then go."
Hara. "And the will?"
Rohini. "Will remain with me."
Hara. "How is that? You will not give me the will?"
Rohini. "It is all the same whether you keep it or I."
Hara. "But if you won't give it to me, why have you stolen it?"
Rohini. "I stole it for you, I keep it for you. When you marry a widow I will give this to your wife. If you take it you will destroy it."
Hara Lâl understood and said, "That
