Then he said, “Mother, I have come summoning such and such a King’s Princess, for you to get [some] ease.”[2]
After that, the Rākshasī having said, “Yes, it is good,” while, having employed the Princess, she was making her do all the work, the Princess being like a servant of the Rākshasī’s, the Rākshasī had the thought, “[How] if I eat the Princess?”
Having thought it, one day when the Rākshasī was preparing to go to eat human bodies she said at the hand of the Princess, “[By the time] when I am coming, having brought and placed [ready] seven large pots of water, and brought and placed [ready] seven bundles of firewood, and boiled and pounded seven pāelas of paddy (each about three-eighths of a bushel), and plastered cow-dung on [the floors of] seven houses, and cooked, warm water for me to bathe and place thou it [ready]. If not, I will eat thee.” Having said this the Rākshasī went to eat human bodies.
After that, the Princess remained weeping and weeping. So the Rākshasa asked, “What art thou crying for?”
The Princess said, “Mother, telling me so many works, went away. How shall I do them?”
Then the Rākshasa said, “Don’t thou be doubtful about it. When mother, having come back, has asked, say thou that thou didst all the works.”
After that, the Princess, having remained silent in the very manner the Rākshasa said, told at the hand of the Rākshasī [on her return] that she did the works. When the Rākshasī looked to see if the works were right, all were right. Well then, to eat the Princess there was no means for the Rākshasī.
After that, she sent word to the Rākshasī’s younger sister, “There is a girl of the palace [here]; I have no means of eating that girl; whatever work I told her that work has been quite rightly done. Now then, how shall I eat [her]? I will send this girl near you; then you eat her.”
The Rākshasī said at the hand of the Princess, “Go to the house of our younger sister’s people; a box of mine is there. If thou dost not bring it I will eat thee.”
After that, the Princess having come near the stile, while she was weeping and weeping the Rākshasa came there and asked, “What art thou weeping for?”