Don't you remember? you told your personal attendant, Chaturiká, that you would pass the heat of the day in the jasmine-bower; and commanded her to bring the likeness of your queen [S']akoontalá, sketched with your own hand.
KING.
True. The sight of her picture will refresh my soul. Lead the way to the arbour.
MÁ[T.]HAVYA.
This way, Sire.
[Both move on, followed by SÁNUMATÍ.
MÁ[T.]HAVYA.
Here we are at the jasmine-bower. Look, it has a marble seat, and seems to bid us welcome with its offerings of delicious flowers. You have only to enter and sit down.
[Both enter and seat themselves.