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self to the ridicule of his subjects and of other monarchs by
this unmeaning and unwise conduct." The officer retired,
and when he approached the monarch, his dejected look,
even more than the absence of Shalivahan, revealed to him
the ill success of the mission. The king eagerly questioned
the officer, who repeated, without the omission of a single
word, all that Shalivahan had said. This so enraged Vick-
ramadetea that he ordered a body of his best troops to pre-
pare for a march to Prathestan, for the purpose of punishing
the braggart.
When all was in readiness, Vickramadetea sallied forth,
seated in a splendid chariot. As he drew near to the city,
Shalivahan, knowing well that the army had been brought
there solely on his account, and hearing the sounds of
martial music, such as trumpets, drums, &c. was overcome
by fear, and eagerly running into the presence of his mother,
addressed her thus :—"O mother!—a great body of troops
is approaching,—I think those of King Vickramadetea. I
pray you, kill me on the spot!—I am the cause of it. Or
can you adopt any expedient to assist me?" The mother
replied, "Shalivahan, take courage, but at the same time
be cautious. I was aware that king Vickramadetea meditated
this outrage on us, because you did not proceed to his
court, but I am prepared for it." Saying this she rose
from her seat, and having bathed and otherwise prepared
herself, invoked the protection of the divine Shashe, who
had promised her his help in time of need. No sooner
had she finished her invocation, and recalled his form,
which she had seen on the bank of the river, than he
appeared, and asked her what she required of him. "My
lord!—my beloved protector!" cried she, "you are well
aware of the cause of my invocation to you. It is that
you may preserve us from the danger which now threatens
us. King Vickramadetea and his forces are advancing,
doubtless to massacre us in cold blood, for the apparent
slight offered to him by Shalivahan." "Fear not, Soome-
tra," said the Shashe, "your son will not only conquer
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