"I will find some way by which I may earn a few coppers to keep me going."
"In what way?"
"I will go from place to place seeking work."
"My property is not the uncle's property, but my father-in-law's. You are his heir, not I. The uncle had no power to will that property. The will is not valid. At the time of the srâddha my father went by invitation and explained this. The property is yours, not mine."
Gobind. "My uncle knew what he was about. The property is yours, not mine. From the moment that he passed away leaving it to you, it became yours, not mine."
Bhramar. "If there is any doubt about the matter, I will, if you like, make it over to you in writing."
Gobind. "Do you think I can endure to live on a gift from you?"
Bhramar. "What harm is there in that? Am I not your devoted slave?"
Gobind. "That sort of speech is not suitable nowadays, Bhramar."
Bhramar. "What have I done? Except you I know no one in this wide world. I
