King (walks about. To himself).
With a hermit-wife I had no part,
All memories evade me;
And yet my sad and stricken heart
Would more than half persuade me.
(Exeunt omnes.)
ACT VI
SEPARATION FROM SHAKUNTALA
SCENE I.—In the street before the Palace
(Enter the chief of police, two policemen, and a man with his hands bound behind his back.)
The two policemen (striking the man). Now, pickpocket, tell us where you found this ring. It is the king's ring, with letters engraved on it, and it has a magnificent great gem.
Fisherman (showing fright). Be merciful, kind gentlemen. I am not guilty of such a crime.
First policeman. No, I suppose the king thought you were a pious Brahman, and made you a present of it.
Fisherman. Listen, please. I am a fisherman, and I live on the Ganges, at the spot where Indra came down.