Have you any idea of the trouble you've got me into,
between you two?
GAFFER. What's the matter?
MADHAV. I hear you've let it get rumored about that the King has
planted his office here to send messages to both of you.
GAFFER. Well, what about it?
MADHAV. Our headman Panchanan has had it told to the King
anonymously.
GAFFER. Aren't we aware that everything reaches the King's ears?
MADHAV. Then why don't you look out? Why take the King's name
in vain? You'll bring me to ruin if you do.
AMAL. Say, Fakir, will the King be cross?
GAFFER. Cross, nonsense! And with a child like you and a fakir
such as I am. Let's see if the King be angry, and then won't I
give him a piece of my mind.
AMAL. Say, Fakir, I've been feeling a sort of darkness coming
over my eyes since the morning. Everything seems like a dream.
I long to be quiet. I don't feel like talking at all. Won't the
King's letter come? Suppose this room melts away all on a
sudden, suppose--
GAFFER. [Fanning AMAL] The letter's sure to come to-day, my boy.
[DOCTOR enters]
DOCTOR. And how do you feel to-day?
AMAL. Feel awfully well to-day, Doctor. All pain seems to have
left me.
DOCTOR. [Aside to MADHAV] Don't quite like the look of that smile.
Bad sign that, his feeling well! Chakradhan has observed--
MADHAV.
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