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and without raising his eyes from the paper before him said： 〃What can I do for you； Babu？〃
Fingering his watch…chain nervously； Nabendu said is shaky tones： 〃Yesterday you were good enough to call at my place； sir—〃
The Sahib knitted his brows； and； lifting just one eye from his paper； said： 〃I called at your place！ Babu； what nonsense are you talking？〃
〃Beg your pardon； sir；〃 faltered out Nabendu。 There has been a mistake some confusion；〃 and wet with perspiration； he tumbled out of the room somehow。 And that night； as he lay tossing on his bed； a distant dream…like voice came into his ear with a recurring persistency： 〃Babu； you are a howling idiot。〃
On his way home； Nabendu came to the conclusion that the Magistrate denied having called； simply because he was highly offended。
So he explained to Labanya that he had been out purchasing rose…water。 No sooner had he uttered the words than half…a…dozen chuprassis wearing the Collectorate badge made their appearance； and after salaaming Nabendu； stood there grinning。
〃Have they come to arrest you because you subscribed to the Congress fund？〃 whispered Labanya with a smile。
The six peons displayed a dozen rows of teeth and said： Bakshish Babu…Sahib。〃
》From a side room Nilratan came out； and said in an irritated manner： 〃Bakshish？ What for？〃
The peons； grinning as before； answered： 〃The Babu…Sahib went to see the Magistrateso we have come for bakshish〃
〃I didn't know；〃 laughed out Labanya； 〃that the Magistrate was selling rose…water nowadays。 Coolness wasn't the special feature of his trade before。〃
Nabendu in trying to reconcile the story of his purchase with his visit to the Magistrate； uttered some incoherent words； which nobody could make sense of。
Nilratan spoke to the peons： 〃There has been no occasion for bakshish； you shan't have it。〃
Nabendu said； feeling very small： 〃Oh； they are poor menwhat's the harm of giving them something？〃 And he took out a currency note。 Nilratan snatched it way from Nabendu's hand； remarking： 〃There are poorer men in the worldI will give it to them for you。〃
Nabendu felt greatly distressed that he was not able to appease these ghostly retainers of the angry Siva。 When the peons were leaving； with thunder in their eyes； he looked at them languishingly； as much as to say： 〃You know everything； gentlemen； it is not my fault。〃
The Congress was to be held at Calcutta this year。 Nilratan went down thither with his wife to attend the sittings。 Nabendu accompanied them。
As soon as they arrived at Calcutta； the Congress party surrounded Nabendu； and their delight and enthusiasm knew no bounds。 They cheered him； honoured him； and extolled him up to the skies。 Everybody said that； unless leading men like Nabendu devoted themselves to the Cause； there was no hope for the country。 Nabendu was disposed to agree with them； and emerged out of the chaos of mistake and confusion as a leader of the country。 When he entered the Congress Pavilion on the first day； everybody stood up； and shouted 〃 Hip； hip； hurrah；〃 in a loud outlandish voice； hearing which our Motherland reddened with shame to the root of her ears。
In due time the Queen's birthday came； and Nabendu's name was not found in the list of Rai Bahadurs。
He received an invitation from Labanya for that evening。 When he arrived there； Labanya with great pomp and ceremony presented him with a robe of honour； and with her own hand put a mark of red sandal paste on the middle of his forehead。 Each of the other sisters threw round his neck a garland of flowers woven by herself。 Decked in a pink Sari and dazzling jewels； his wife Arunlekha was waiting in a side room； her face lit up with smiles and blushes。 Her sisters rushed to her； and； placing another garland in her hand； insisted that she also should come； and do her part in the ceremony； but she would not listen to it； and that principal garland； cherishing a desire for Nabendu's neck； waited patiently for the still secrecy of midnight。
The sisters said to Nabendu ： 〃To…day we crown thee King。 Such honour will not be done to any body else in Hindoostan。〃
Whether Nabendu derived any consolation from this； he alone can tell； but we greatly doubt it。 We believe； in fact； that he will become a Rai Bahadur before he has done； and the Englishman and the Pioneer will write heart…rending articles lamenting his demise at the proper time。 So； in the meanwhile； Three Cheers for Babu Purnendu Sekhar！ Hip； hip； hurrahHip； hip； hurrahHip； hip； hurrah。
THE RENUNCIATION
I
It was a night of full moon early in the month of Phalgun。 The youthful spring was everywhere sending forth its breeze laden with the fragrance of mango…blossoms。 The melodious notes of an untiring papiya （One of the sweetest songsters in Bengal。 Anglo…Indian writers have nicknamed it the 〃brain…fever bird；〃 which is a sheer libel。）； concealed within the thick foliage of an old lichi tree by the side of a tank； penetrated a sleepless bedroom of the Mukerji family。 There Hemanta now restlessly twisted a lock of his wife's hair round his finger； now beat her churl against her wristlet until it tinkled； now pulled at the chaplet of flowers about her head； and left it hanging over hex face。 His mood was that of as evening breeze which played about a favourite flowering shrub； gently shaking her now this side； now that； in the hope of rousing her to animation。
But Kusum sat motionless； looking out of the open window； with eyes immersed in the moonlit depth of never…ending space beyond。 Her husband's caresses were lost on her。
At last Hemanta clasped both the hands of his wife； and； shaking them gently； said： 〃Kusum； where are you？ A patient search through a big telescope would reveal you only as a small speck…you seem to have receded so far away。 O； do come closer to me； dear。 See how beautiful the night is。〃
Kusum turned her eyes from the void of space towards her husband； and said slowly： 〃I know a mantra （A set of magic words。）； which could in one moment shatter this spring night and the moon into pieces。〃
〃If you do；〃 laughed Hemanta； 〃pray don't utter it。 If any mantra of yours could bring three or four Saturdays during the week； and prolong the nights till 5 P。M。 the next day； say it by all means。〃
Saying this； he tried to draw his wife a little closer to him。 Kusum； freeing herself from the embrace； said： 〃Do you know； to…night I feel a longing to tell you what I promised to reveal only on my death…bed。 To…night I feel that I could endure whatever punishment you might inflict on me。〃
Hemanta was on the point of making a jest about punishments by reciting a verse from Jayadeva； when the sound of an angry pair of slippers was heard approaching rapidly。 They were the familiar footsteps of his father； Haribar Mukerji； and Hemanta； not knowing what it meant； was in a flutter of excitement。
Standing outside the door Harihar roared out： 〃Hemanta； turn your wife out of the house immediately。〃
Hemanta looked at his wife； and detected no trace of surprise in her features。 She merely buried her face within the palms of her hands； and； with all the strength and intensity of her soul； wished that she could then and there melt into nothingness。 It was the same papiya whose song floated into the room with the south breeze； and no one heard it。 Endless are the beauties of the earth…but alas； how easily everything is twisted out of shape。
II
Returning from without； Hemanta asked his wife： 〃Is it true？〃
〃It is；〃 replied Kusum。
〃Why didn't you tell me long ago？〃
〃I did try many a time； and I always failed。 I am a wretched woman。〃
〃Then tell me everything now。〃
Kusum gravely told her story in a firm unshaken voice。 She waded barefooted through fire； as it were； with slow unflinching steps； and nobody knew how much she was scorched。 Having heard her to the end； Hemanta rose and walked out。
Kusum thought that her husband had gone； never to return to her again。 It did not strike her as strange。 She took it as naturally as any other incident of everyday life…so dry and apathetic had her mind become during the last few moments。 Only the world and love seemed to her as a void and make…believe from beginning to end。