P. Who told you any news?
R. The guards at the gate. They say that my father has come. All the people rush out of their houses and greet him with clasped hands. They strew flowers on the road and hail him as the Buddha!
Y. [rises] Why, is it possible?
Wants to retire.
S. Stay here. Kala Udayin comes.
Kala enter and kneels.
K. I bow in humble reverence before the King. And my respectful salutations to all the members of the royal house [turning to Gopa] and to you.
S. Bring you good news, Udayin?
K. Your noble son, my King, is coming.
S. Where did you find him?