How would a mortal to such charms give birth?
The lightning's radiance flashes not from earth.
[S']AKOONTALÁ remains modestly seated with downcast eyes.
Aside.]
And so my desire has really scope for its indulgence. Yet I am still distracted by doubts, remembering the pleasantry of her female companions respecting her wish for a husband.
PRIYAMVADÁ.
[_Looking with a smile at [S']AKOONTALÁ, and then turning towards the KING.]
You seem desirous, Sir, of asking something further.
[S']AKOONTALÁ makes a chiding gesture with her finger.
KING.
You conjecture truly. I am so eager to hear the particulars of your friend's history, that I have still another question to ask.