cannot leave my charge of Gopinath here to search for a husband elsewhere."
"If you would see me in my boat, sir, we would have a talk about the marriage of your daughter." So saying, Kanti repeated his salute and went back. He then sent some of his men into the village to inquire, and in answer heard nothing but praise of the beauty and virtues of the Brahmin's daughter.
When next day the old man came to the boat on his promised visit, Kanti bent low in salutation, and begged the hand of his daughter for himself. The Brahmin was so much overcome by this undreamed-of piece of good fortune—for Kanti not only belonged to a well-known Brahmin family, but was also a landed proprietor of wealth and position—that at first he could hardly utter a word in reply. He thought there must have been some mistake, and at length mechanically repeated: "You desire to marry my daughter?"
"If you will deign to give her to me," said Kanti.
"You mean Sudha?" he asked again.
"Yes," was the reply.
"But will you not first see and speak to her?"
Kanti, pretending he had not seen her already,
