human
Ay, I dare say, continued Bulwunt--
gpt
I dare say they hurt thee badly; but fear not, Sree Swâmi has sent you friends; drink, and it will do you good. Tut, man, you need not be particular about caste; here is my junwha, and there is no need to ask further. That's well--can you speak?
human
Ye are not they, said the Lalla huskily, and in a low tone.
gpt
Friends, how came ye here? Hai, Hai!--alas, where is my gold? and where are the robbers who would have killed me? May their mothers be defiled!
human
Perish the gold, meanhearted, cried Fazil;
gpt
I worship thy feet, brave Gosai, returned the Lalla;
human
It was a round sum to lose, certainly, said Bulwunt;
gpt
Better to have died--better to have died, sirs! cried the man distractedly.
human
When shall I see so much gold again? Look, noble sirs, is all gone? has he taken all?
gpt
It was here they counted it, said Fazil;