The wives of the cowherds have met and formed a futile plan; they say, “Come! We will catch him to-day and imprison him in the house.” They open the door and stand in the shadow behind it; five or six of them wait in a silent group. “He has formed this bad habit, and he never gives us a chance to tell him our mind. Now if we catch him, who will let him go as long as she is active?”
Hari knew all about it and came stealthily into the same house; he left his friends outside and entered by the eastern door. He is on his guard against the women, and goes along arching his neck as he looks round him. He catches sight of the butter in front of him; he takes the pots down from the chair, and tastes them to find which is exactly right. What is sweet he gives his friends to pass away from hand to hand. He knows they are watching and therefore he does more mischief than usual; he wipes his hands and conceals the traces to let them know he is stealing.
One woman perceives him and closes the main door; they hunt him up inside and imprison him in the house. “Why do you ruin us? You have set about our chief store. I’ll make you pay for all you have eaten up to now.” They seize him by his two shoulders and arms and take him to his mother. “See, what mischief he has done in the house!” Tuka says. His countenance never suffers grief to swell; Dasavanti amused them all by admiring his trick.
Hari knew all about it and came stealthily into the same house; he left his friends outside and entered by the eastern door. He is on his guard against the women, and goes along arching his neck as he looks round him. He catches sight of the butter in front of him; he takes the pots down from the chair, and tastes them to find which is exactly right. What is sweet he gives his friends to pass away from hand to hand. He knows they are watching and therefore he does more mischief than usual; he wipes his hands and conceals the traces to let them know he is stealing.
One woman perceives him and closes the main door; they hunt him up inside and imprison him in the house. “Why do you ruin us? You have set about our chief store. I’ll make you pay for all you have eaten up to now.” They seize him by his two shoulders and arms and take him to his mother. “See, what mischief he has done in the house!” Tuka says. His countenance never suffers grief to swell; Dasavanti amused them all by admiring his trick.