was getting beyond her control； so she proposed that she and her niece should go out together to bathe。
〃No！ we two will go together；〃 said Hemangini； clinging to me。 The aunt gave in； fearing opposition if she tried to drag her away。
Going down to the river Hemangini asked me： 〃Why don't you have children？ 〃
I was startled by her question； and answered： 〃How can I tell？ My God has not given me any。 That is the reason。〃
〃No！ That's not the reason；〃 said Hemangini quickly。 〃You must have committed some sin。 Look at my aunt。 She is childless。 It must be because her heart has some wickedness。 But what wickedness is in your heart？〃
The words hurt me。 I have no solution to offer for the problem of evil。 I sighed deeply； and said in the silence of my soul： 〃My God！ Thou knowest the reason。〃
〃Gracious goodness；〃 cried Hemangini； 〃what are you sighing for？ No one ever takes me seriously。〃
And her laughter pealed across the river。
V
I found out after this that there were constant interruptions in my husband's professional duties。 He refused all calls from a distance； and would hurry away from his patients； even when they were close at hand。
Formerly it was only during the mid…day meals and at night…time that he could come into the inner apartment。 But now； with unnecessary anxiety for his aunt's comfort； he began to visit her at all hours of the day。 I knew at once that he had come to her room； when I heard her shouting for Hemangini to bring in a glass of water。 At first the girl would do what she was told； but later on she refused altogether。
Then the aunt would call； in an endearing voice： 〃Hemo！ Hemo！ Hemangini。〃 But the girl would cling to me with an impulse of pity。 A sense of dread and sadness would keep her silent。 Sometimes she would shrink towards me like a hunted thing； who scarcely knew what was coming。
About this time my brother came down from Calcutta to visit me。 I knew how keen his powers of observation were； and what a hard judge he was。 I feared my husband would be put on his defence； and have to stand his trial before him。 So I endeavoured to hide the true situation behind a mask of noisy cheerfulness。 But I am afraid I overdid the part： it was unnatural for me。
My husband began to fidget openly； and asked bow long my brother was going to stay。 At last his impatience became little short of insulting； and my brother had no help for it but to leave。 Before going he placed his hand on my head； and kept it there for some time。 I noticed that his hand shook； and a tear fell from his eyes； as he silently gave me his blessing。
I well remember that it was an evening in April； and a market…day。 People who had come into the town were going back home from market。 There was the feeling of an impending storm in the air； the smell of the wet earth and the moisture in the wind were all…pervading。 I never keep a lighted lamp in my bedroom； when I am alone； lest my clothes should catch fire； or some accident happen。 I sat on the floor in my dark room； and called upon the God of my blind world。
〃O my Lord；〃 I cried； 〃Thy face is hidden。 I cannot see。 I am blind。 I hold tight this broken rudder of a heart till my hands bleed。 The waves have become too strong for me。 How long wilt thou try me； my God； how long？〃
I kept my head prone upon the bedstead and began to sob。 As I did so； I felt the bedstead move a little。 The next moment Hemangini was by my side。 She clung to my neck； and wiped my tears away silently。 I do not know why she had been waiting that evening in the inner room； or why she had been lying alone there in the dusk。 She asked me no question。 She said no word。 She simply placed her cool hand on my forehead； and kissed me； and departed。
The next morning Hemangini said to her aunt in my presence ： 〃If you want to stay on； you can。 But I don't。 I'm going away home with our family servant。〃
The aunt said there was no need for her to go alone； for she was going away also。 Then smilingly and mincingly she brought out； from a plush case； a ring set with pearls。
〃Look； Hemo；〃 said she； 〃what a beautiful ring my Abinash brought for you。〃
Hemangini snatched the ring from her hand。
〃Look； Aunt；〃 she answered quickly； 〃just see how splendidly I aim。〃 And she flung the ring into the tank outside the window。
The aunt； overwhelmed with alarm； vexation； and surprise； bristled like a hedgehog。 She turned to me； and held me by the hand。
〃Kumo；〃 she repeated again and again； 〃don't say a word about this childish freak to Abinash。 He would be fearfully vexed。〃
I assured her that she need not fear。 Not a word would reach him about it from my lips。
The next day before starting for home Hemangini embraced me； and said： 〃Dearest； keep me in mind； do not forget me。〃
I stroked her face over and over with my fingers； and said： 〃Sister； the blind have long memories。〃
I drew her head towards me； and kissed her hair and her forehead。 My world suddenly became grey。 All the beauty and laughter and tender youth； which had nestled so close to me； vanished when Hemangini departed。 I went groping about with arms outstretched； seeking to find out what was left in my deserted world。
My husband came in later。 He affected a great relief now that they were gone； but it was exaggerated and empty。 He pretended that his aunt's visit had kept him away from work。
Hitherto there had been only the one barrier of blindness between me and my husband。 Now another barrier was added； this deliberate silence about Hemangini。 He feigned utter indifference； but I knew he was having letters about her。
It was early in May。 My maid entered my room one morning； and asked me： 〃What is all this preparation going on at the landing on the river？ Where is Master going？〃
I knew there was something impending； but I said to the maid： 〃I can't say。〃
The maid did not dare to ask me any more questions。 She sighed； and went away。
Late that night my husband came to me。
〃I have to visit a patient in the country；〃 said he。 〃I shall have to start very early to…morrow morning； and I may have to be away for two or three days。〃
I got up from my bed。 I stood before him； and cried aloud： 〃Why are you telling me lies？〃
My husband stammered out： 〃Whatwhat lies have I told you？〃
I said： 〃You are going to get married。〃
He remained silent。 For some moments there was no sound in the room。 Then I broke the silence：
〃Answer me；〃 I cried。 〃Say； yes。〃
He answered； 〃Yes；〃 like a feeble echo。
I shouted out with a loud voice： 〃No！ I shall never allow you。 I shall save you from this great disaster； this dreadful sin。 If I fail in this； then why am I your wife； and why did I ever worship my God？〃
The room remained still as a stone。 I dropped on the floor； and clung to my husband's knees。
〃What have I done？〃 I asked。 〃Where have I been lacking？ Tell me truly。 Why do you want another wife？〃
My husband said slowly： 〃I will tell you the truth。 I am afraid of you。 Your blindness has enclosed you in its fortress； and I have now no entrance。 To me you are no longer a woman。 You are awful as my God。 I cannot live my every day life with you。 I want a womanjust an ordinary womanwhom I can be free to chide and coax and pet and scold。〃
Oh； tear open my heart and see！ What am I else but that； just an ordinary woman？ I am the same girl that I was when I was newly wed； a girl with all her need to believe； to confide； to worship。
I do not recollect exactly the words that I uttered。 I only remember that I said： 〃If I be a true wife； then； may God be my witness； you shall never do this wicked deed； you shall never break your oath。 Before you commit such sacrilege； either I shall become a widow； or Hemangini shall die。〃
Then I fell down on the floor in a swoon。 When I came to myself； it was still dark。 The birds were silent。 My husband had gone。
All that day I sat at my worship in the sanctuary at the household shrine。 In the evening a fierce storm； with thunder and lightning and rain； swept down upon the house and shook it。 As I crouched before the shrine； I did not ask my God to save my husband from the storm； though he must have been at that time in peril on the river。 I prayed that whatever might happen to me； my husband might be saved from this great sin。
Night passed。 The whole of the next day I kept my seat at worship。 When it was evening there was the noise of shaking and beating at the door。 When the door was broken open； they found me lying unconscious on the ground； and carried me to my room。
When I came to myself at last； I heard some one whispering in my ear： 〃Sister。〃
I found that I was lying in my room with my head on Hemangini's lap。 When my head moved； I heard her dress rustle。 It was the sound of bridal silk。
O my God； my God！ My prayer has gone unheeded！ My husband has fallen！
Hemangini bent her head low； and said in a sweet whisper： 〃Sister； dearest； I have come to ask your blessing on our marriage。〃
At first my whole body stiffened like the trunk of a tree that has been struck by lightning。 Then I sat up； and said； painfully； forcing myself to speak the words： 〃Why should I not bless you？ You have done no wrong。〃
Hemangini laughed her merry laugh。
〃Wrong！〃 said she。 〃When you married it was right； and when I marry； you call it wrong！ 〃
I tried to smile in answer to her laughter。 I said in my mind： 〃My prayer is not the final thing in this world。 His will is all。 Let the blows descend upon my head； but may they leave my faith and hope in God untouched。〃
Hemangini bowed to me； and touched my feet。 〃May you be happy；〃 said I； blessing her； 〃and enjoy unbroken prosperity。〃
Hemangini was still unsatisfied。
〃Dearest sister；〃 she said； 〃a blessing for me is not enough。 You must make our happiness complete。 You must； with those saintly hands of yours； accept into your home my husband also。 Let me bring him to you。〃
I said： 〃Yes； bring him to me。〃
A few moments later I heard a familiar footstep； and the question； 〃Kumo； how are you ？ 〃
I started up； and bowed to the ground； and cried： 〃Dada！ 〃
Hemangini burst out laughing。
〃You still call him elder brother？〃 sh