59. He loosened the bulls from their yoke, as the regent of death releases his hell hounds. And it was in the dusk of the day, when the sky was obscured by the evening mist, and rising dust of godhuli, that we were dismissed from the demons’ presence, to take our own way.
60. We passed the great jungle in a short time, and reached the Chandála’s abode in the evening; as the demons pass amidst the funeral ground, to rest in their charnel vaults at night.
61. The dwelling had on one side, the slaughtered monkeys, cocks and crows; and swarms of flies flying over them, and sucking the blood sprinkled over the ground.
62. The moist entrails and arteries of the slaughtered beasts, that were hung up to be dried in the sun; were chased by the ravenous birds of the air, that kept hovering over them; while flocks of birds fluttered over the Jambira trees (to pick up the fruits for their food).
63. There were heaps of fat laid up to be dried in the portico, and ravenous birds flying over them; and the skins of the slain animals, which were besmeared with blood, lay in piles before their sight.
64. Little children had bits of flesh in their hands, beset by buzzing flies; and there were the veteran Chandálas, sitting by and rebuking the boys.
65. We then entered the house scattered with disgusting entrails and intestines about, and I thought myself as the ghost of a dead man standing beside the regent of death.
66. I had then a seat of a big plantain leaf, given to me with due respect, in order to be seated as a welcome guest, in the abominable abode of my new-earned father-in-law.
67. My squint eyed mother-in-law then eyed at me, with her blood-red eyeballs; and muttered with gladness in her look, “is this our would-be son-in-law?”
68. Afterwards we sat on some seats of skin, and I partook of the repast which was served before me, as the reward of my sins. (i.e. This fare was as unpalatable, as the requital of one’s crimes).