'Let them trade in Indian goods, then.'
'Nothing would please me better. But suppose they do not?'
'Nonsense! How dare they be so insolent? Are you not...'
'I am very busy this afternoon and cannot stop to argue it out. But I must refuse to tyrannize.'
'It would not be tyranny for selfish gain, but for the sake of the country.'
'To tyrannize for the country is to tyrannize over the country. But that I am afraid you will never understand.' With this I came away.
All of a sudden the world shone out for me with a fresh clearness. I seemed to feel it in my blood, that the Earth had lost the weight of its earthiness, and its daily task of sustaining life no longer appeared a burden, as with a wonderful access of power it whirled through space telling its beads of days and nights. What endless work, and withal what illimitable energy of freedom! None shall check it, oh, none can ever check it! From the depths of my being an uprush of joy, like a waterspout, sprang high to storm the skies.
I repeatedly asked myself the meaning of this outburst of feeling. At first there was no intelligible answer. Then it became clear that the bond against which I had been fretting inwardly, night and day, had broken. To my surprise I discovered that my mind was freed from all mistiness. I could see everything relating to Bimala as if vividly pic-
