SCENE IV
The forest near Dongurh. By the •waterfall.
Enter Captain and soldiers escorting Comol Cumary, Coomood,
ISHANY (from her palanquin)
Set down the palanquins. Captain, make void
Exit Captain with soldiers and palanquin-
COMOL CUMARY
Coomood, this is the waterfall we loved
COOMOOD CUMARY
Comol, our tree's
COMOL CUMARY
O it is Spring, and this
ISHANY
Girls, we must not linger long.
NIRMOL CUMARY Purse-cheeks? Oh, he has lifted Mera the servant-girl to his Page – 760 saddle-bow by now and is garlanding her Queen of Cashmere. I wish I were there to be bridesmaid.
COMOL CUMARY That was a sweet touch of thine, Nirmol. But the child deserves her promotion; she has served me willingly. A Scythian throne is no great wages for service to a Rajpoot princess. COOMOOD CUMARY
How the hill gives you back your laughter, repeating
COMOL CUMARY We have shaken them off prettily by turning away through the hills. Alas! my royal father will not greet his little empress this journey, nor my lady mother scent her blossom on a Rajpoot crest. They must even put up with their poor simple Comol Cumary just as she was, — (aside) and as she will be until her heart finds its mate.
NIRMOL CUMARY It is a sin, I tell you, Comol; I am mad when I think of it. Why, I came out to be abducted; I did not come for a quiet stroll through the woodlands. But I have still hopes of our Bheel cateran, our tangle-locked Krishna of the hill-sides; surely he will not be so ungallant as to let such sweet booty pass through his kingdom ungathered.
COMOL CUMARY I would gladly see this same stripling and talk to him face to face who sets his Bheel arrows against our Rajpoot swords. He should be a man at least, no Scythian Toraman.
ISHANY The presumptuous savage! it will earn him a stake yet for his last session. Were I a man, I would burn these wasps from their Page – 761 nest and catch and crush them in my mailed gauntlet as they buzzed out into the open.
SHOUTS OUTSIDE Bappa! Bappa! Ho Sheva Ekling!
CAPTAIN (shouting within) Lances, lances, Rajpoots! Bearers, to the palanquins!
COMOL CUMARY Bappa!
NIRMOL CUMARY (laughing)
You'll have that talk with Bappa yet,
COOMOOD CUMARY Oh, let us flee! They swarm towards us.
ISHANY
Stand firm! Our gallant lances soon will prick
COMOL CUMARY (climbing on to a rock)
You Gods! our Rajpoots all are overwhelmed
ISHANY
Get swiftly to your palanquin. The bearers
COMOL CUMARY Shall I escape alone ? Page – 762
ISHANY
Ah, save the glory of Edur from disgrace Enter the palanquin-bearers fleeing.
Halt! Take your princess, men,
IST BEARER The funeral fire in the mouth of your princess! Every man save himself. Exit with most of the bearers.
2ND BEARER Halt, halt! We have eaten and shall we not pay for the salt? Yes, even with our blood. We four will take her, if we are not cut into pieces first. Into the palanquin, lady.
NIRMOL CUMARY Quick, Comol! or are you longing for your palaver with Tangle-locks? Comol enters the palanquin.
COOMOOD CUMARY What will become of us ?
NIRMOL CUMARY
We shall become
ISHANY
We have our weapons to befriend us yet.
NIRMOL CUMARY
See, see, Ishany! Page – 763
ISHANY Quick, bearers, bearers.
NIRMOL CUMARY It is too late. She's taken. Enter Kodal and Bheels.
KODAL Whoever wants an arrow through his skull, let him move his shanks. Women, you are my brother Bappa's prisoners; we have need of some Rajpoot slave-girls for his kitchen. Take them, my children, and tie them.
ISHANY Stab any who comes; let not these lumps of dirt Insult your Rajpoot bodies with their fingers.
KODAL Shut your mouth, Rajpootny, or I will skewer your tongue to your palate with an arrow. Knock their daggers out of their hands.
He lays his hand on Nirmol's wrist.
NIRMOL CUMARY . Off, savage! I will have no tongue-skewerer for my husband.
SUNGRAM
Release her, Kodal. Lay not thy Bheel hand
NIRMOL CUMARY I grant you that. If you are the master-jockey, the winners of this Page – 764 handicap are no such rank outsiders after all.
KODAL Because thou art a Rajpoot, must thou command me? To me, Bheels! Tie up these Rajpootnys, hand and leg like so many chickens. Heed., not Sungram.
SUNGRAM Mutineer! (draws his sword)
ISHANY (rapidly approaching the bearers)
Slip off unnoticed while they brawl; run, run!
2ND BEARER
We will do our man's best. Silently, men, and swiftly.
KODAL I boggle not for your sword, Rajpoot. Taste my arrows.
Exeunt bearers with Comol in the
BAPPA Now, what's the matter, Kodal?
KODAL Why, Bappa, these new servant-girls of yours will not come to heel; they talk proudly. Yet Sungram will not let me teach them manners, because, I think, they are his aunt's cousins.
BAPPA
They shall be obedient, Kodal. Leave them to me. Page – 765
KODAL I am your soldier, Bappa. Sungram, you shall have your Rajpootny. I am a soldier, Rajpoot, and know my duty.
COOMOOD CUMARY
Is this the Bheel ? ,the rough and uncouth outlaw ?
BAPPA
Which of you's Edur's princess ? Let her stand
ISHANY
Who art thou that speak'st so proudly
BAPPA
Whoe'er I am, you are in my hands,
COOMOOD CUMARY
Out of thy grip and now almost in safety,
ISHANY
Coomood,
COOMOOD CUMARY At least I'll share it. Exit.
BAPPA Ay, so? these maidens are but three. Kodal, Page – 766 Four palanquins were on the road, thou told'st me. KODAL Sungram, give thy sword a twist in my guts. While I wrangled with thee, the best shikar of all has skedaddled.
BAPPA Nay, mend it, — intercept the fugitive. Exit Kodal with Bheels.
The other too has fled? but she's on foot.
ISHANY
They are not for thee yet,
PRITHURAJ O here's A Rajpoot spirit.
BAPPA
Foolish girl, canst thou
As he goes out, she strikes at him with a
PRITHURAJ
Thou hast a brave but headstrong spirit, maiden. He lays his hand on her wrist. Page – 767
ISHANY (sullenly)
You take it in these hills (throwing away her dagger)
Away,
PRITHURAJ
Very useless, maiden.
ISHANY
You play the courteous brigand. I shall need
PRITHURAJ (lifting her in his arms)
'Tis not so easy. He carries her out.
SUNGRAM Must we follow in the same order ?
NIRMOL CUMARY By your leave, no. I turn eleven stone or thereabouts.
SUNGRAM I will not easily believe it. Will you suffer me to test the measure ?
NIRMOL CUMARY I fear you would prove an unjust balance; so I will even walk, if you will help me over the rough places. It seems you were not Krishna after all? Page – 768
SUNGRAM Why, take me for brother Balaram then. Is not your name Revaty?
NIRMOL CUMARY It is too early in the day for a proposal; positively I will not say either yes or no till the evening. On, Balaram! I follow. Exeunt. Page – 769 |