“KING”.
We are afraid we shall not be able to stop here long.
KANCHI.
I have thought so, already: you do not quite look up to it.
“KING”.
In the meantime if you have any favours to ask of us
KANCHI.
We have: but we would like to speak a little more in private.
“KING”.
[to his attendants] Retire a little from our presence. (They retire.) Now you can express your desires without any reserve.
KANCHI.
There will be no reserve on our part—our only fear is that you might think restraint necessary for yourself.
“KING”.
Oh no, you need have no scruples on that score.
KANCHI.
Come, then, do us honage by placing your head on the ground before us.
“KING”.
It seems my servants have distributed the Varuni spirits too liberally in the reception camps.
KANCHI.
False pretender, it is you who are suffering from an overdose of arrogant spirits. Your head will soon kiss the dust.