[_Walking and looking about._] She must be somewhere in the neighborhood
of this arbor of overhanging creepers, enclosed by plantations of cane.
[_Looking down._]
For at the entrance here I plainly see
A line of footsteps printed in the sand.
Here are the fresh impressions of her feet;
Their well-known outline faintly marked in front,
More deeply towards the heel; betokening
The graceful undulation of her gait.
I will peep through those branches. [_Walking and looking. With
transport._] Ah! now my eyes are gratified by an entrancing sight.
Yonder is the beloved of my heart reclining on a rock strewn with
flowers, and attended by her two friends. How fortunate! Concealed
behind the leaves, I will listen to their conversation, without raising
their suspicions. [_Stands concealed, and gazes at them._]
_Sakoontala and her two attendants, holding fans in their hands are
discovered as described_.
PRIYAMVADA AND ANASUYA [_fanning her. In a tone of affection._]--Dearest
Sakoontala, is the breeze raised by these broad lotus leaves refreshing
to you?
SAKOONTALA.
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