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Act The Seventh. Aryaka's Escape

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"The Little Clay Cart", by Shudraka, tr. Arthur William Ryder, [1905],

p. 105

Act The Seventh

Aryaka
'S Escape

[
\"Enter Chrudatta and Maitreya".]

"Maitreya".

How
beautiful the old garden Pushpakaranda is.

"Chrudatta". You are quite right, my friend. For see!

The trees, like merchants, show their wares;

Each several tree his blossoms bears,

While bees, like officers, are flitting,

To take from each what toll is fitting.1

"Maitreya". This simple stone is very attractive. Pray be seated.

"Chrudatta". ["Seats himself".] How Vardhamnaka lingers, my friend!

"Maitreya". I told Vardhamnaka to bring Vasantasen and come as quickly as he could.

"Chrudatta". Why then does he linger?

Is he delayed by some slow-moving load?

Has he returned with broken wheel or traces?

Obstructions bid him seek another road?

His bullocks, or himself, choose these slow paces?2

[
\"Enter Vardhamnaka with the bullock-cart, in which Aryaka lies hidden".]

"Vardhamnaka". Get up, bullocks, get up!

"Aryaka". ["Aside".]

And still I fear the spies that serve the king;

Escape is even yet a doubtful thing,

While to my foot these cursd fetters cling.

Some good man tis, within whose cart I lie,

Like cuckoo chicks, whose heartless mothers fly,

And crows must rear the fledglings, or they die.3

I
have come a long distance from the city. Shall I get out of the

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cart and seek a hiding-place in the grove? or shall I wait to see the owner of the cart? On second thoughts, I will not hide myself in the grove; for men say that the noble Chrudatta is ever helpful to them that seek his protection. I will not go until I have seen him face to face.

Twill bring contentment to that good man's heart

To see me rescued from misfortune's sea.

This body, in its suffering, pain, and smart,

Is saved through his sweet magnanimity.4

"Vardhamnaka". Here is the garden. I'll drive in. ["He does so".] Maitreya!

"Maitreya". Good news, my friend. It is Vardhamnaka's voice. Vasantasen must have come.

"Chrudatta". Good news, indeed.

"Maitreya". You son of a slave, what makes you so late?

"Vardhamnaka". Don't get angry, good Maitreya. I remembered that I had forgotten the cushion, and I had to go back for it, and that is why I am late.

"Chrudatta". Turn the cart around, Vardhamnaka. Maitreya, my friend, help Vasantasen to get out.

"Maitreya". Has she got fetters on her feet, so that she can't get out by herself? ["He rises and lifts the curtain of the cart".] Why, this isn't mistress Vasantasen--this is Mister Vasantasena.

"Chrudatta". A truce to your jests, my friend. Love cannot wait. I will help her to get out myself. ["He rises".]

"Aryaka". ["Discovers him".] Ah, the owner of the bullock-cart! He is attractive not only to the ears of men, but also to their eyes. Thank heaven! I am safe.

"Chrudatta". ["Enters the bullock-cart and discovers Aryaka".] Who then is this?

As trunk of elephant his arms are long,

His chest is full, his shoulders broad and strong, p. 107

His great eyes restless-red; 1

Why should this man be thus enforced to fight--

So noble he--with such ignoble plight,

His foot to fetters wed?5

Who are you, sir?

"Aryaka". I am one who seeks your protection, Aryaka, by birth a herdsman.

"Chrudatta". Are you he whom King Plaka took from the hamlet where he lived and thrust into prison?

"Aryaka". The same.

"Chrudatta". Tis fate that brings you to my sight;

May I be reft of heaven's light,

Ere I desert you in your hapless plight.6

[
\"Aryaka manifests his joy".]

"Chrudatta". Vardhamnaka, remove the fetters from his foot.

"Vardhamnaka". Yes, sir. ["He does so".] Master, the fetters are removed.

"Aryaka". But you have bound me with yet stronger fetters of love.

"Maitreya". Now you may put on the fetters yourself. He is free anyway. And it's time for us to be going.

"Chrudatta". Peace! For shame!

"Aryaka". Chrudatta, my friend, I entered your cart somewhat unceremoniously. I beg your pardon.

"Chrudatta". I feel honored that you should use no ceremony with me.

"Aryaka". If you permit it, I now desire to go.

"Chrudatta". Go in peace.

"Aryaka". Thank you. I will alight from the cart.

"Chrudatta". No, my friend. The fetters have but this moment been removed, and you will find walking difficult. In this spot

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where men seek pleasure, a bullock-cart will excite no suspicion. Continue your journey then in the cart.

"Aryaka". I thank you, sir.

"Chrud". Seek now thy kinsmen. Happiness be thine!

"Aryaka". Ah, I have found thee, blessd kinsman mine!

"Chrud". Remember me, when thou hast cause to speak.

"Aryaka". Thy name, and not mine own, my words shall seek.

"Chrud". May the immortal gods protect thy ways!

"Aryaka". Thou didst protect me, in most perilous days.

"Chrud". Nay, it was fate that sweet protection lent.

"Aryaka". But thou wast chosen as fate's instrument.7

"Chrudatta". King Plaka is aroused, and protection will prove difficult. You must depart at once.

"Aryaka". Until we meet again, farewell.

["Exit".

"Chrud". From royal wrath I now have much to fear;

It were unwise for me to linger here.

Then throw the fetters in the well; for spies

Serve to their king as keen, far-seeing eyes.8

[
\"His left eye twitches".] Maitreya, my friend, I long to see Vasantasen. For now, because

I have not seen whom I love best,

My left eye twitches; and my breast

Is causeless-anxious and distressed.9

Come, let us go. ["He walks about".] See! a Buddhist monk approaches, and the sight bodes ill. ["Reflecting".] Let him enter by that path, while we depart by this.

["Exit".

Footnotes

107:1
Lalldkshita says that these are signs of royalty.
drona parva mahabharata| drona parva mahabharata
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