Bindu. Sir, you know not the Commissioner; and, therefore, you spoke thus of him. The Commissioner is very impartial, and is always desirous of the improvement of the natives.
Pundit. Whatever that be; now if, through the blessing of God, your father be released, then all shall be well. In what condition is he in the gaol?
Bindu. He is shedding tears day and night, and for the last three days has taken no food. Just now I shall go to the gaol, and shall make him happy by giving him this good news.
Enter a Chaprasi.
Art thou a chaprasi of the gaol?
Chaprasi. Sir, come quickly to the goal. The Darogah has called you.
Bindu[Bindu]. Have you seen my father this day?
Chaprasi. Come, Sir. I cannot say anything.
Bindu[Bindu]. Come, Sir (to the Pundit). I don’t suppose all good. I go.
(Exit Bindu[Bindu] Madhab and Chaprasi.)