32."O, you wearing select jewels! My mind wants to be careless of modesty and accompany my hero.Will our hero exit from us through the desert land where the wild cows do stray without water to drink? ", The heroine agreed not with her friend who made much of the divide.
33."In the way trodden by our hero through the desert, the wild dotted fowls peck at the plants and trees and make the way closed with bits of leaves. The fowls bite and trouble the way-farers.The cruelty of the desert land grills us. Living alone, we are upset by many an abusive word", thus the heroine tells her friend, her predicament.
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