[Walking and looking. With transport.]
Ah! now my eyes are gratified by an entrancing sight. Yonder is the beloved of my heart reclining on a rock strewn with flowers, and attended by her two friends. How fortunate! Concealed behind the leaves, I will listen to their conversation, without raising their suspicions.
[Stands concealed, and gazes at them.
[S']AKOONTALÁ and her two attendants, holding fans in their hands, are discovered as described.
PRIYAMVADÁ AND ANASÚYÁ.
[Fanning her. In a tone of affection.
Dearest [S']akoontalá, is the breeze raised by these broad lotus-leaves refreshing to you?
[S']AKOONTALÁ.
Dear friends, why should you trouble yourselves to fan me?
[PRIYAMVADÁ and ANASÚYÁ look sorrowfully at one another.