I never would have come alone had I known. Who could tell this forest was so full of danger? Let go of my garment, Hari, let me go. It is getting late and they will be furious at home. My mother-in-law is harsh and my father-in-law is formidable; the consequences for you and me cannot be spoken. My friends and companions were with me, and you found your chance when they scattered. Had there been any distance, how would you have caught me? Suddenly, all at once, you clung to me. How weary she is from arguing, her strength failing as she tries to pull her hand free. Says Tuka, the Lord, that expert enjoyer, takes his delight while preserving all outward propriety.