Goluk. We have nearly abandoned all the ploughs; still we have to cultivate Indigo. We have no chance in a dispute with the Sahebs. They bind and beat us, it is for us to suffer. We are consequently obliged to work.
Nobin. I shall do as you order, Sir; but my design is for once to bring action into Court.
Aduri enters.
Aduri. Our Mistress is making noise within; the day is far advanced; will you not go to bathe, and take your food. The boiled rice is very near become dry.
Sadhu. (Standing up.) Sir, decide something about this, or I shall die. If we give the labour of one-and-a-half of our ploughs for the cultivation of nine bigahs of Indigo-fields, our boiling pots of rice will go empty. Now, I am going away, Sir, farewell, our oldest Babu.
(Sadhu goes away.)
Goluk. We don’t think that God will any more allow us to bathe and to take food in this land. Now, my son, go and bathe.
(All go away.)
