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Sudha
Don't you know? Daughter of the flower-seller here.
Amal
What do you do?
Sudha
I gather flowers in my basket.
Amal
Oh, flower gathering! That is why your feet seem so glad and your anklets jingle so merrily as you walk. Wish I could be out too. Then I would pick some flowers for you from the very topmost branches right out of sight.
Sudha
Would you really? Do you know more about flowers than I?
