PRELUDE TO ACT IV.
SCENE.—The Garden of the Hermitage.
Enter PRIYAMVADÁ and ANASÚYÁ in the act of gathering flowers_.
ANASÚYÁ.
Although, dear Priyamvadá, it rejoices my heart to think that [S']akoontalá has been happily united to a husband in every respect worthy of her, by the form of marriage prevalent among Indra's celestial musicians, nevertheless, I cannot help feeling somewhat uneasy in my mind.
PRIYAMVADÁ.
How so?
ANASÚYÁ.
You know that the pious King was gratefully dismissed by the hermits on the successful termination of their sacrificial rites. He has now returned to his capital, leaving [S']akoontalá under our care; and it may be doubted whether, in the society of his royal consorts, he will not forget all that has taken place in this hermitage of ours.