I've asked Auntie to let me go up to the stream, and eat
my gram-flour just like him.
MADHAV. And what did your Auntie say to that?
AMAL. Auntie said, "Get well and then I'll take you over there."
Please, Uncle, when shall I get well?
MADHAV. It won't be long, dear.
AMAL. Really, but then I shall go right away the moment I'm well
again.
MADHAV. And where will you go?
AMAL. Oh, I will walk on, crossing so many streams, wading
through water. Everybody will be asleep with their doors shut in
the heat of the day and I will tramp on and on seeking work far,
very far.
MADHAV. I see! I think you had better be getting well first;
then--
AMAL. But then you won't want me to be learned, will you, Uncle?
MADHAV. What would you rather be then?
AMAL. I can't think of anything just now; but I'll tell you
later on.
MADHAV. Very well. But mind you, you aren't to call out and
talk to strangers again.
AMAL. But I love to talk to strangers!
MADHAV. Suppose they had kidnapped you?
AMAL. That would have been splendid! But no one ever takes me
away. They all want me to stay in here.
MADHAV. I am off to my work--but, darling, you won't go out,
will you?
AMAL. No, I won't. But, Uncle, you'll let me be in this room by
the roadside.
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