Questions

This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.

identifier	question
6524	What language is thy answer, O sky? 6524 12What language is thine, O sea?"
6524	129 Asks the Possible to the Impossible,"Where is your dwelling place?"
6524	153"Who is there to take up my duties?"
6524	168 That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open, or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for its entrance?
6524	173"Who drives me forward like fate?"
6524	23"We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?"
6524	246"Are you too proud to kiss me?"
6524	247"How may I sing to thee and worship, O Sun?"
6524	253 Is not this mountain like a flower, with its petals of hills, drinking the sunlight?
6524	30"Moon, for what do you wait?"
6524	70 Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy?
6524	81 What is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are the stars?
6524	86"How far are you from me, O Fruit?"
6524	From what unknown sky hast thou carried in thy silence the aching secret of love?
6524	The sun rose and smiled on it, saying,"Are you well, my darling?"
6524	Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
7951	A curious dream, was it not?
7951	About their pupils I had already asked them everything I could think of, so I had to start over again: How many boys had they in the school?
7951	And as the result, those who held high hopes will turn their wrath on me; but did any one ever beg them to nurse these expectations?
7951	And shall I tell you what those dry, boulder- strewn watercourses put me in mind of?
7951	Are we to put up with immaturity for ever?
7951	But do I really know even that?
7951	But how often shall I write of these sunsets and sunrises?
7951	But what am I to do?
7951	But why should we suppose the idea to be less true than the reality?
7951	But, alas, where is the promise of fruit?
7951	Did they ever pause to consider, I wonder, in what condition she must have reached him?
7951	Do our prayers dare go so far?
7951	Do you know the picture which this calls up for me?
7951	Each day the thought recurs to me: Shall I be reborn under this star- spangled sky?
7951	Folk are beginning to complain:"Where is that which we expected of you-- that in hope of which we admired the soft green of the shoot?
7951	From outside it may appear wasteful, but can that be called futile which raises such a wave of feeling through and through the country?
7951	Have we hurt you, little brother?"
7951	How could payment be made before the work was completed?
7951	How is it possible for men to live in such unlovely, unhealthy, squalid, neglected surroundings?
7951	I feel their renewed freshness every time; yet how am I to attain such renewed freshness in my attempts at expression?
7951	I sat wondering: Why is there always this deep shade of melancholy over the fields arid river banks, the sky and the sunshine of our country?
7951	Not a very lofty ideal, is it?
7951	So long as we are only fit to be looked down upon, on what shall we base our claim to respect?
7951	The more we think over it, the oftener we come hack to the starting- point-- Why this creation at all?
7951	The poor fellow had no chance of speaking up for himself, for was not mine the power to compel him helplessly to answer like a fool?
7951	The year 1293[ 1] will not come again in my life, and, for the matter of that, how many more even of these first days of_ Asarh_ will come?
7951	There must be some element of pity in the dispensations of Providence, else how did we get our share of it?
7951	What can it mean?
7951	What, forsooth, had I been looking for in the empty wordiness of the book?
7951	Where is there another such country for the eye to look on, the mind to take in?
7951	Why foment a quarrel between the two?
7951	Why on earth do they find it necessary to sing so persistently?
7951	Why should the doubt be greater in the case of the entity behind the ideas which are the creation of mind?
7951	Why was this tacked on to me-- this immense mystery which I can neither understand nor control?
7951	Will the peaceful rapture of such wonderful evenings ever again be mine, on this silent Bengal river, in so secluded a corner of the world?
7164	''Prisoner, tell me, who was it that bound you?''
7164	''Prisoner, tell me, who was it that wrought this unbreakable chain?''
7164	Ah me, what is it I find?
7164	Ah, love, why dost thou let me wait outside at the door all alone?
7164	Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?
7164	Alas, why are my nights all thus lost?
7164	And only I who would wait and weep and wear out my heart in vain longing?
7164	Are there works still to do?
7164	Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend?
7164	At every footfall of yours, will not the harp of the road break out in sweet music of pain?
7164	But who is this that follows me in the silent dark?
7164	Deliverance?
7164	Do you not feel a thrill passing through the air with the notes of the far- away song floating from the other shore?
7164	Has not the word come to you that the flower is reigning in splendour among thorns?
7164	Have you not heard his silent steps?
7164	I thought of the abundance, of the simplicity of the poems, and said,''In your country is there much propagandist writing, much criticism?
7164	In the moonless gloom of midnight I ask her,''Maiden, what is your quest, holding the lamp near your heart?
7164	In the silence of gathering night I asked her,''Maiden, your lights are all lit-- then where do you go with your lamp?
7164	Indeed, what had I done for thee to keep me in remembrance?
7164	Is it beyond thee to be glad with the gladness of this rhythm?
7164	Is it only thou who wouldst stand in the shadow silent and behind them all?
7164	Is the time not come yet?
7164	Light, oh where is the light?
7164	My poet, is it thy delight to see thy creation through my eyes and to stand at the portals of my ears silently to listen to thine own eternal harmony?
7164	Now, I ask, has the time come at last when I may go in and see thy face and offer thee my silent salutation?
7164	Now, when the playtime is over, what is this sudden sight that is come upon me?
7164	O thou lord of all heavens, where would be thy love if I were not?
7164	On the day when death will knock at thy door what wilt thou offer to him?
7164	On the slope of the desolate river among tall grasses I asked her,''Maiden, where do you go shading your lamp with your mantle?
7164	The king has come-- but where are lights, where are wreaths?
7164	The morning bird twitters and asks,''Woman, what hast thou got?''
7164	The question and the cry''Oh, where?''
7164	The sleep that flits on baby''s eyes-- does anybody know from where it comes?
7164	The smile that flickers on baby''s lips when he sleeps-- does anybody know where it was born?
7164	The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on baby''s limbs-- does anybody know where it was hidden so long?
7164	Then of a sudden thou didst hold out thy right hand and say''What hast thou to give to me?''
7164	There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame-- is such thy fate, my heart?
7164	They come and ask me,''Who is he?''
7164	What divine drink wouldst thou have, my God, from this overflowing cup of my life?
7164	What harm is there if thy clothes become tattered and stained?
7164	What token left of thy love?
7164	When the warriors came out first from their master''s hall, where had they hid their power?
7164	When the warriors marched back again to their master''s hall where did they hide their power?
7164	When we were making the cathedrals had we a like reverence for our great men?
7164	Where dost thou stand behind them all, my lover, hiding thyself in the shadows?
7164	Where is the hall, the decorations?
7164	Where is the throne to seat him?
7164	Where is this deliverance to be found?
7164	Where were their armour and their arms?
7164	Who knows when the chains will be off, and the boat, like the last glimmer of sunset, vanish into the night?
7164	Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut?
7164	to be tossed and lost and broken in the whirl of this fearful joy?
6520	How can I leave her and come?
6520	Where have you been, you naughty child?
6520	A thousand useless things happen day after day, and why could n''t such a thing come true by chance?
6520	But just for to- day, tell me, mother, where the desert of Tepântar in the fairy tale is?
6520	But what is it makes you laugh, my little life- bud?
6520	But who was it coloured that little frock, my child?
6520	But would you guess that it was the tiny shadow of your little child?
6520	But, baby, where could you find a net big enough to catch the moon with?"
6520	DEFAMATION Why are those tears in your eyes, my child?
6520	Dear auntie will come with_ puja_-presents and will ask,"Where is our baby, sister?
6520	Did he never hear from his own mother stories of giants and fairies and princesses?
6520	Do n''t you know why they are in such a hurry?
6520	Do you hear the gong striking four?
6520	Do you not remember how he sat at the window and wondered at the tangle of your roots that plunged underground?
6520	Everybody knows how you love sweet things-- is that why they call you greedy?
6520	Has he forgotten them all?
6520	Have n''t you got a letter from father to- day?
6520	Have n''t you seen how eager they are to get there?
6520	He was reading to you all the evening, but could you really make out what he meant?
6520	How horrid of them to be always scolding you for nothing?
6520	How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults?
6520	I ask,"But, how am I to get up to you?"
6520	I ask,"But, how am I to join you?"
6520	I say,"My mother always wants me at home in the evening-- how can I leave her and go?"
6520	I shall tell him,"Do you not know I am as big as father?
6520	I shall write from A right up to K. But, mother, why do you smile?
6520	If I make the slightest noise, you say,"Do n''t you see that father''s at his work?"
6520	If I were only a little green parrot, and not your baby, mother dear, would you keep me chained lest I should fly away?
6520	If twelve o''clock can come in the night, why ca n''t the night come when it is twelve o''clock?
6520	It is gnawing at its chain day and night?"
6520	Leave off your work, mother; sit here by the window and tell me where the desert of Tepântar in the fairy tale is?
6520	Mother will say,"What are you about, naughty child?"
6520	Mother, do you want heaps and heaps of gold?
6520	Mother, do you want pearls big as the raindrops of autumn?
6520	My brother would say,"Is it possible?
6520	O beggar, what are you begging for?
6520	O beggar, what do you beg for, clinging to your mother''s neck with both your hands?
6520	O greedy heart, shall I pluck the world like a fruit from the sky to place it on your little rosy palm?
6520	Our village people would all say in amazement,"Was it not lucky that the boy was with his mother?"
6520	SLEEP- STEALER Who stole sleep from baby''s eyes?
6520	SYMPATHY If I were only a little puppy, not your baby, mother dear, would you say"No"to me if I tried to eat from your dish?
6520	Suddenly you call me and ask me in a whisper,"What light is that near the bank?"
6520	Suppose it is n''t any later; ca n''t you ever think it is afternoon when it is only twelve o''clock?
6520	THE SOURCE The sleep that flits on baby''s eyes-- does anybody know from where it comes?
6520	THE UNHEEDED PAGEANT Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered your sweet limbs with that little red tunic?
6520	THE WICKED POSTMAN Why do you sit there on the floor so quiet and silent, tell me, mother dear?
6520	The moon is ever so far from us, how could anybody catch it?"
6520	The smile that flickers on baby''s lips when he sleeps-- does anybody know where it was born?
6520	The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on baby''s limbs-- does anybody know where it was hidden so long?
6520	What do you think of father''s spoiling sheets and sheets of paper with black marks all over on both sides?
6520	What has happened to you that you look so strange?
6520	What is it makes you laugh, my little life- bud?
6520	What magic has snared the world''s treasure in these slender arms of mine?"
6520	What then would they call us who love you?
6520	What would they call an autumn morning that smiles through its ragged clouds?
6520	What''s the fun of always writing and writing?
6520	When I finish my writing, do you think I shall be so foolish as father and drop it into the horrid postman''s bag?
6520	When mother bends her face down to kiss us does her face look very big?"
6520	When mother looks out of her window and smiles down at us playing, would you call her far away?"
6520	Where is it, mother, on the shore of what sea, at the foot of what hills, in the kingdom of what king?
6520	Who stole sleep from baby''s eyes?
6520	Who stole sleep from our baby''s eyes?
6520	Why ca n''t father write like that, I wonder?
6520	Would they dare to call the full moon dirty because it has smudged its face with ink?
6520	Would you drive me off, saying to me,"Get away, you naughty little puppy?"
6520	You have stained your fingers and face with ink while writing-- is that why they call you dirty?
6520	You tore your clothes while playing-- is that why they call you untidy?
6520	You would call,"Baby, where are you?"
6520	[ Illustration: From a drawing by Asit Kumar Haldar-- see cbegin.jpg] THE BEGINNING"Where have I come from, where did you pick me up?"
22217	And have_ you_ not got a prize?
22217	But what is a_ dwirepha_? 22217 Could n''t we get our bathing and drinking water from there?"
22217	What is the matter with Rabi''s voice?
22217	What is this, Ruby?
22217	What was it you saw?
22217	Whatever have you been doing with yourself?
22217	Where are we going now, then?
22217	Where are you putting up for the night?
22217	Wherever did you get all these?
22217	Why did you come to us,she said,"if you must go so soon?"
22217	Why not decorate my little hill with them?
22217	Why should you get so cheap what I had to die to learn?
22217	Wo n''t you write to your father about the Russians?
22217	Among those included are found: What is Art?
22217	And what other sorrow is comparable to the state wherein darkness prevents the finding of a way out of the darkness?
22217	As it happened the melodramatic element in it fired my imagination; for had not so many been deceived by his successful imitation of the classics?
22217	Bending over me he gently laid his hand on my shoulder and tenderly inquired:"Are you not well, Tagore?"
22217	But does one write poetry to explain any matter?
22217	But how should I keep pace with him?
22217	But then did we need absolutely to understand in order to enjoy it?
22217	But where, oh, where was the rice- field on all that barren heath?
22217	But why should a grown up person, who need not read unless he pleases, bother himself so?"
22217	Could it not be somebody else?
22217	Did we quite understand"The Dream Journey"?
22217	Do n''t I know all the rooms of the house?"
22217	Had I the means to build in the place of what I might break?
22217	He looked at my half- ticket and then asked:"Is not the boy over twelve?"
22217	He must be sparing of his ladders, I opined, and questioned with a rising inflection,"And what if we put more ladders, and more, and more?"
22217	He sent for me one day and asked:"So you write poetry, do you?"
22217	How could I have brought myself to believe that anything questionable could possibly find place in the straight and upright ranks of printed letters?
22217	How could a body tell from which of the Tibetan passes the Russian host might suddenly flash forth like a baleful comet?
22217	How could there be such dismal failure within and such brilliant success outside?
22217	How often have I asked my companion,"Only tell me, is it really inside the house or outside?"
22217	How was I ever to reconcile that which remained with that which had gone?
22217	How, amidst the ringed- in seclusion of my early years, was I to get the necessary material?
22217	I went in fear and trembling but had no sooner stepped before him than he also accosted me with the question:"So you write poetry?"
22217	I would sit and wonder:"Where then can it be?
22217	If he persists, saying:_ that_ I know, but what does it all_ mean_?
22217	If, on waking one fine morning we were to find gravitation reduced to only a fraction of itself, would we still demurely walk along the high road?
22217	In my early boyhood I heard a snatch of a song: Who dressed you, love, as a foreigner?
22217	Is this uplifting of the cover of triviality from the everyday world, I wondered, due to some magic in the evening light?
22217	It was as if nature held something in her closed hands and was smilingly asking us:"What d''you think I have?"
22217	Not only was he a foreigner, but a Panjabi to boot,--what wonder he stole our hearts away?
22217	One day he had asked:"Have you, sir, seen God with your own eyes?"
22217	Says the free bird,"Among bars, where is there room to spread one''s wings?"
22217	The elders, thought I, can do whatever they please, why do they rest content with such shallow delving?
22217	The song being great in its own wealth, why should it wait upon the words?
22217	To be able to record one''s own words in indelible ink-- was that a slight thing?
22217	To stand unscreened yet unabashed, self- confessed before the world,--how could one withhold belief in the face of such supreme self- confidence?
22217	Was this interest aroused within me solely by a natural affection for my own past?
22217	What but the melody of song can tell us of the goings and comings of the unknown bird?
22217	When have we had the wherewithal to deck ourselves for the occasion and go and join in it?
22217	Where is its current, where are the waves, when does the high tide rush in from the sea?
22217	Where was the strength in me to attract the right man?
22217	Where were the men?
22217	Why do we not have such magazines now- a- days?
22217	Why the ever- busy painter is painting; when he will have done; for what gallery his pictures are destined-- who can tell?
22217	Why, oh why, had we to leave such spots behind, cried my thirsting heart, why could we not stay on there for ever?
22217	Would I like it?
22217	when would we come across it?
22217	wo n''t you listen to a poem which Rabi has written?"
6686	But if there be thorns?
6686	But if there by only cruel glances?
6686	Do you in your lonely musing hear the message of the hereafter?
6686	I am of an age with each, what matter if my hair turns grey?
6686	Who is there to weave their passionate songs, if I sit on the shore of life and contemplate death and the beyond? 6686 Youth, why do you stand so still under the shadow of the tree?"
6686	21 Why did he choose to come to my door, the wandering youth, when the day dawned?
6686	23 Why do you sit there and jingle your bracelets in mere idle sport?
6686	25"Come to us, youth, tell us truly why there is madness in your eyes?"
6686	37 Would you put your wreath of fresh flowers on my neck, fair one?
6686	4 Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market town?
6686	52 Why did the lamp go out?
6686	53 Why do you put me to shame with a look?
6686	54 Where do you hurry with your basket this late evening when the marketing is over?
6686	63 Traveller, must you go?
6686	65 Is that your call again?
6686	7 O mother, the young Prince is to pass by our door,--how can I attend to my work this morning?
6686	81 Why do you whisper so faintly in my ears, O Death, my Death?
6686	85 Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence?
6686	Ah, but, where is it?
6686	Ah, where is the sunny green shore, where is your nest?
6686	Ah, who has held me so long in delusion here?"
6686	And we asked each other in dismay,"Is there a land beyond these hills where we live?"
6686	Are you happy?
6686	But where can you shelter under this open sky?
6686	But why did you stop for a moment and glance at my face through your veil while you walked by the riverside path with the full pitcher upon your hip?
6686	But, gatekeeper, do you ask for your toll?
6686	Do the flowers never drop on the dust in soft death in your garden?
6686	Do the memories of vanished months of May linger in my limbs?
6686	Do the silent- winged stars never climb the sky above your pitiless tower?
6686	Do you call me?
6686	Do you hear, he is gently shaking the chain which fastens the door?
6686	Do you see the clouds wrapping the sky?
6686	Do you see the clouds wrapping the sky?
6686	Does the earth, like a harp, shiver into songs with the touch of my feet?
6686	God sighed and complained,"Why does my servant wander to seek me, forsaking me?"
6686	Has the evening no music of sleep at your gate?
6686	Have you not finished your work yet, bride?
6686	Have you not got ready the offering basket for the evening service?
6686	Have you not lit the lamp in the cowshed?
6686	Have you not put the red lucky mark at the parting of your hair, and done your toilet for the night?
6686	He alighted at my door and asked in a tired voice,"Where is she?"
6686	He stopped before my door and asked me with an eager cry,"Where is she?"
6686	He struck his forehead wildly-- where, O where had he without knowing it achieved success?
6686	How are you, my child?
6686	How can the body touch the flower which only the spirit may touch?
6686	How could I know that you could see me where I stood in the dark?
6686	I ask myself,"Is it a dream?"
6686	I had given all my day to you, cruel mistress, must you also rob me of my night?
6686	I weep and ask my heart,"Why does he not come back?"
6686	Is it then true that the dewdrops fall from the eyes of night when I am seen, and the morning light is glad when it wraps my body round?
6686	Is it then true that the mystery of the Infinite is written on this little forehead of mine?
6686	Is it true that my lips are sweet like the opening bud of the first conscious love?
6686	Is it true, is it true, that your love travelled alone through ages and worlds in search of me?
6686	Is it wise to break one''s heart for the one who takes her heart away?
6686	Is the time for your parting come?
6686	Is there none to carry your banner before you, and will not the night be on fire with your red torch- lights, O Death, my Death?
6686	Is this how you must woo and win me with the opiate of drowsy murmur and cold kisses, O Death, my Death?
6686	Must you call me, you unquiet one?
6686	Must your voice cut through it and smite me?
6686	O bride, do you hear, the guest has come?
6686	O traveller, what sleepless spirit has touched you from the heart of the mid- night?
6686	One day a village boy came up and asked,"Tell me, where did you come at this golden chain about your waist?"
6686	Says the free bird,"Among bars, where is there room to spread one''s wings?"
6686	She glanced at them and said,"What strange things are these?
6686	She raised her large eyes to my face and mutely asked,"Are you well, my friend?"
6686	Should I neglect all this to gaze after one who has turned her back on me?
6686	That when you found me at last, your age- long desire found utter peace in my gentle speech and my eyes and lips and flowing hair?
6686	The man said,"Who are ye that have fooled me so long?"
6686	Traveller, must you go?
6686	We asked in wonder,"Who are you?"
6686	We wondered in our mind,"Is there a spring in the land where she has gone and where she can fill her vessel in these hot thirsty days?"
6686	What awful incantation have you read among the stars in the sky, that with a sealed secret message the night entered your heart, silent and strange?
6686	What call from the dark urges you?
6686	What can you expect when it is too late?
6686	What folly is this?
6686	What quenchless fire glows in your eyes?
6686	What restless fever runs in your blood?
6686	What will you have for your reward?
6686	What will your duties be?
6686	Where are its shores and its bottom?
6686	Where do you hurry with your basket when the marketing is over?
6686	Where do you hurry with your basket when the marketing is over?
6686	Where is this hope for union except in thee, my God?
6686	Who are you that follow me with stealthy silent steps?
6686	Who can know that your eyelids have not been touched with lamp- black?
6686	Who can strain the blue from the sky?
6686	Who is it that comes slowly to my door and gently knocks?
6686	Who knows the enchantment that can gather and shut it up again?
6686	Whom do I try to clasp in my arms?
6686	Why did he choose to come to my door?
6686	Why did he choose to come to my door?
6686	Why did the flower fade?
6686	Why did the harp- string break?
6686	Why did the stream dry up?
6686	Why did you single me out and bring me away from the cool shelter of our common life?
6686	Why did you swiftly turn your face and peep at me through your fluttering veil?
6686	Why do you come at this late hour?
6686	Why do you look at me amazed, mother?
6686	Why do you look at me amazed, mother?
6686	Why do you put me to shame with a look?
6686	Why do you stir the water with your hands and fitfully glance at the road for some one in mere idle sport?
6686	Will there be no proud ceremony for our wedding?
6686	Will you not tie up with a wreath your tawny coiled locks?
6686	You can not satisfy all our hungry hopes, but should I desert you for that?
6523	A letter for me?
6523	Ah, well, and where did you pick him up?
6523	Am I like you, man?
6523	And green hills are there?
6523	And how do you feel to- day?
6523	And it''s by some sea?
6523	And what did your Auntie say to that?
6523	And where will you go?
6523	And why should n''t he?
6523	And you''ll come back home in the evening by the road along the river bank?
6523	And you''ll come back when you have your flowers?
6523	And you''ll let me have a flower then?
6523	And you''ll let us have them all?
6523	And you''ll teach me to cry curds and shoulder the yoke like you and walk the long, long road?
6523	And you''re going to play the whole day?
6523	Are n''t they really?
6523	Are n''t we aware that everything reaches the King''s ears?
6523	Are n''t you afraid of the likes of me?
6523	Are you cross?
6523	Are you out of your mind too, Gaffer?
6523	At what hour of the night, Herald?
6523	Been to the foot of those hills?
6523	But if the postman ca n''t find me?
6523	But then you wo n''t want me to be learned, will you, Uncle?
6523	But what''ll you ask?
6523	But who will fetch me my King''s letter when it comes?
6523	But will you play with them in front of our door for a while every morning?
6523	But will you tell me who you are?
6523	But you are n''t a child, and you''ve no child in the house; why worry then?
6523	Ca n''t I go near the window to- day, Uncle?
6523	Ca n''t I run up there?
6523	Ca n''t you hear?
6523	Dear child, will you have some curds?
6523	Dear, dear, did you ever?
6523	Do letters come from the King to his office here?
6523	Do n''t you know?
6523	Do n''t you see them run about with round gilt badges on their chests?
6523	Do n''t you see why the King plants his new Post Office right before your window?
6523	Do stop a while, dear, wo n''t you?
6523	Do the King''s postmen listen to you?
6523	Do you know I feel like that when I hear the shrill cry of kites from almost the end of the sky?
6523	Do you know more about flowers than I?
6523	Do you know when?
6523	Do you pass our house on your way home?
6523	Do you think they will know me if there''s a letter for me?
6523	Do, will you?
6523	Does his book- learning tell him everything?
6523	Even if you did n''t would n''t it be enough if it just bore your name?
6523	Fakir, now that Uncle''s off, just tell me, has the King sent me a letter to the Post Office?
6523	Gracious me, really, how so?
6523	Great heavens, what?
6523	Has the dairyman been, Uncle?
6523	Have I too?
6523	Have you any idea of the trouble you''ve got me into, between you two?
6523	Have you seen it?
6523	Headman, Mr. Headman, may I have a word with you?
6523	How can I be sister Parul when I am Sudha and my mother is Sasi, the flower- seller?
6523	How can I buy?
6523	How can it be false?
6523	How can the doctor know?
6523	How do you guess he''ll write to me?
6523	How is it I ca n''t see?
6523	How is it you''re sleepy?
6523	How will star- light help?
6523	How''s that?
6523	I am off to my work-- but, darling, you wo n''t go out, will you?
6523	I asked again,"Why are you going?"
6523	I called out to him and asked,"Where are you going?"
6523	I suppose the King''s made him our headman here?
6523	I wonder if I shall make out what''ll be in the King''s letter?
6523	Indeed, how so?
6523	Is it on that road winding through the trees which you can follow to the end of the forest when the sky is quite clear after rain?
6523	Is it so very astonishing?
6523	Is it very far, right beyond the hills?
6523	Is it very far?
6523	Is that you, Amal?
6523	Is the evening star up?
6523	Is there no other method?
6523	Made him?
6523	May n''t I be out of the courtyard at all?
6523	May n''t I give them into his own hand?
6523	My poor child, whatever has happened to you?
6523	No, Fakir, did you think I was asleep?
6523	No, how can I?
6523	No, how can they?
6523	No, why should I be?
6523	Oh, there?
6523	On the way?
6523	Otherwise why should he set his Post Office here right in front of your open window, with the golden flag flying?
6523	Please, Uncle, when shall I get well?
6523	Post Office?
6523	Right down the road there; see that huge palm- leaf umbrella hopping along?
6523	Say, Dairyman, where do you come from?
6523	Say, Fakir, do you know the King who has this Post Office?
6523	Say, Fakir, is it so?
6523	Say, Fakir, will the King be cross?
6523	Say, Headman, why do you speak to me in that tone of voice?
6523	Say, Uncle, have you to seek work?
6523	Say, Watchman?
6523	Say, brothers, where are you all off to?
6523	Say, have I kept you too long?
6523	Say, what''s going on there in that big house on the other side, where there is a flag flying high up and the people are always going in and out?
6523	Say, wo n''t you get a scolding for this?
6523	So I see, but how?
6523	Suppose I march you off then?
6523	Suppose I march you straight to the King?
6523	Suppose they had kidnapped you?
6523	Teach me the tune, will you?
6523	Tell me what''s going to happen?
6523	Tell me why does your gong sound?
6523	The headman?
6523	Then why do n''t you look out?
6523	There''s old mother Jatai; say, chaps, ai n''t he a gorgeous sepoy?
6523	Translator error?]
6523	Uncle, do you think it is meant to prevent your crossing over?
6523	Uncle, why wo n''t you let me go about?
6523	We''ll play at war; where can we get a musket?
6523	Well, what about it?
6523	Well, where do they go?
6523	What Sudha?
6523	What can we play at here?
6523	What do you do?
6523	What else can you do?
6523	What is it, my child?
6523	What is there in the letter, Mr. Headman?
6523	What is there to be sad for, my child, even were you to stay at home?
6523	What makes you smile so?
6523	What shall I say?
6523	What will you play at, brothers?
6523	What will you see, what is there so much to see?
6523	What will your"in this and in that"do for me now?
6523	What would you do then, all the day long?
6523	What would you rather be then?
6523	What''ll be our offerings to the King, Uncle, when he comes?
6523	What''s all this rigmarole?
6523	What''s all this row you are making?
6523	What''s that?
6523	What''s the good of that?
6523	What''s the matter?
6523	What''s this?
6523	What''s to be done then?
6523	Whatever''s the matter with you?
6523	When I get well, I must have my alms too from him, may n''t I?
6523	When from the city gates my friend the watchman will strike his gong,"ding dong ding, ding dong ding"--then?
6523	When shall I have my letter?
6523	When will he be awake?
6523	When will this great doctor come for me?
6523	When you call in to- morrow morning, will you bring one of them along so that he''ll know me?
6523	Where have you been this time, Fakir?
6523	Where is it?
6523	Where will you take me to?
6523	Where, to what land?
6523	Whereabouts is he?
6523	Who are they?
6523	Who are you walking there?
6523	Who is yelling after me on the highway?
6523	Who''s there?--It''s Panchanan, the headman, calls-- Aren''t you afraid of the like of me?
6523	Whoever''s going to write to you?
6523	Whose?
6523	Whose?
6523	Why are they darkening the room?
6523	Why call out then?
6523	Why do n''t you let them alone and come straight to the point?
6523	Why do you call me?
6523	Why not play on the road near this window?
6523	Why should you sell curds?
6523	Why take the King''s name in vain?
6523	Will you buy some curds?
6523	Will you feel well enough to leave your bed with the King when he comes in the middle watches of the night?
6523	Will you tell the postman it''s Amal who sits by the window here?
6523	Will you whisper a word for me in his ear?
6523	With me?
6523	Wo n''t it be nice?
6523	Wo n''t the King''s letter come?
6523	Wo n''t you sound the gong, Watchman?
6523	Would it matter if this kept your visitors off for two or three days?
6523	Would n''t that be jolly?
6523	Would the doctor mind that too?
6523	Would you be my sister Parul?
6523	Would you really?
6523	You are always out-- do you know of the King''s postmen?
6523	You do n''t really mind?
6523	You do n''t want them back?
6523	You remember how my wife was dying to adopt a child?
6523	You will, really?
6523	You wo n''t forget me?
6523	Your fakir, whoever''s that?
6523	Your village is under some very old big trees, just by the side of the red road-- isn''t that so?
6523	Your village?
6523	[ Addressing GAFFER] What are you standing there for like a statue, folding your palms.--I am nervous.--Say, are they good omens?
6523	[ Feeling AMAL''S body] How do you feel, my child?
6523	[ Lowering his yoke- pole] Whatever are you doing here, my child?
6523	[ Slapping his forehead] Alas, is that all?
6523	[ To MADHAV] Will you go about and arrange flowers through the room for the King''s visit?
2518	''What would happen to the young man then?'' 2518 Am I like a vegetable marrow, grown in your garden, that you want to feel me all round to see how soft I am?"
2518	And how could I find her a suitable husband?
2518	And you have come back? 2518 But why did father send me?"
2518	But why did you not give her in marriage?
2518	Can you tell me that?
2518	Could n''t you stop after having done us an irreparable injury?
2518	Did I ever do you any harm?
2518	Did you die, Auntie?
2518	Do you not know that twelve years have passed by?
2518	Gracious goodness,cried Hemangini,"what are you sighing for?
2518	Had not you better,said I,"consult some one more competent to decide?
2518	Have they come to arrest you because you subscribed to the Congress fund?
2518	Have you done with the flowers? 2518 He is n''t going to grow a tail,"said Labanya,"by becoming a Rai Bahadur, is he?
2518	How can there be,he managed to say,"any illness within your jurisdiction, since you yourself are the Goddess of Health?"
2518	How could you expect,asked his aunt,"a girl of decent family to come and live in your house without marriage?"
2518	Is it necessary?
2518	Is that all?
2518	Must I contradict every little thing they choose to say against me?
2518	My daughter-- my only child- what harm had she done your father? 2518 My husband said:''What is all this wild, mad talk?
2518	Of course,she answered almost impatiently,"of course, God is with them: otherwise, how could they go on living at all?
2518	Oh I was n''t it nice of her to come without any invitation? 2518 That''s what I am afraid of, you think, do you?
2518	Trying to see me?
2518	Was I wrong, Kumo?
2518	What are you doing?
2518	What do you think, Father? 2518 What else?"
2518	What have I done?
2518	What have you been doing,she said, with evident vexation,"that my God should make you undertake such drudgery?
2518	What is this?
2518	What news, my son?
2518	What will the wretched woman say next?
2518	What?
2518	When did you come, Rahmun?
2518	Where are you off to?
2518	Where have I been lacking? 2518 Where shall I go, Master?"
2518	Who was it then?
2518	Why did n''t you tell me long ago?
2518	Why have you brought me here before your throne, my God? 2518 Why have you told the secret now?"
2518	Why,they asked slowly,"are you not moving according to the Rules?"
2518	You still call him elder brother?
2518	''What do you mean, you silly child,''I rebuked her,''how can we back out now, when everything has been settled?''
2518	''What nonsense,''replied I,''the boy is well- nigh mad as it were, what''s the use of disclosing all these complications to him?
2518	''When did he give you this advice?''
2518	A few moments later I heard a familiar footstep, and the question,"Kumo, how are you?"
2518	Ah, yes, I am so delighted to hear it I And the dear Mem Sahib, is she quite well too?
2518	Also, if her funeral rites had not been finished, where had the men gone who should burn her?
2518	Am I of the earth?
2518	And Hari Charan Babu-- I''ve not seen him for a long time-- I hope he is not ill. What''s the matter with Rakkhal?
2518	And already the corner of her little sari was stuffed with almonds and raisins, the gift of her visitor,"Why did you give her those?"
2518	And besides, what might not have happened to her in these eight years?
2518	And every day the Brahman''s son would ask;"Who are you?"
2518	And pray who is Ich- cha?"
2518	And should their heads be placed south- west, north- west, or only north- east?
2518	And the other answered angrily:"What do I care about that?
2518	And the queen pines away with grief and cries:"Is my golden daughter destined to die unmarried?
2518	And then she held my hand and said:"What do you think, dear?"
2518	And then-- where could an old man like Raicharan get such a boy from?
2518	And why should his faithful servant deceive him for nothing?
2518	And, er-- er, how are the ladies of your family?"
2518	Anybody there?
2518	Are quite well?
2518	Are we not your own kin?
2518	Are you hypnotising me?"
2518	Artukul tried to reason his wife out of this wholly unjust suspicion:"Why on earth,"he said,"should he commit such a crime as that?"
2518	As he was about to leave, he asked:"And where is the little girl, sir?"
2518	As she had neither father nor mother, how could he desert her?
2518	At last Hemanta clasped both the hands of his wife, and, shaking them gently, said:"Kusum, where are you?
2518	At last he asked his queen:"Pray, who is this girl whose beauty shines as the gold image of the goddess?
2518	At last he smiled and said:"Little one, are you going to your father- in- law''s house?"
2518	At last, when I said that I would try to bring about a marriage, she asked me:''How can it be?''
2518	At once he turned to go; but as he reached the door he hesitated, and said:"May I not see the little one, sir, for a moment?"
2518	At this point I came up close to my wise Grannie and asked her eagerly:"What then?"
2518	Babu, what nonsense are you talking?"
2518	Beni, the head man of our village, laughed at me for my devotion, and said:''Why do you waste all this devotion on Him?
2518	But he stammered and hesitated, and said at last in a nervous, stupid way:"Do you really think so?
2518	But his aunt said:"Abinash, my dear, what are you running away for?
2518	But how hate you come here, sister?
2518	But she would not show it, and with ready tact replied:"Are you going there?"
2518	But what about me?
2518	But what is that to me?
2518	But what wickedness is in your heart?"
2518	By what cool spring, under the shade of what date- groves, wast thou born-- in the lap of what homeless wanderer in the desert?
2518	Controlling himself with a gigantic effort, Hemanta said:"What will become of this girl whom I shall abandon now?
2518	Could a jackal have taken it?
2518	Could you perhaps come another day?"
2518	Despite the storm and rain I ran to him and asked:"Ho, Meher Ali, what is false?"
2518	Do n''t you know He is reviled up and down the countryside?''
2518	Do you imagine, child, that I am capable of committing a girl- murder and a Brahmin- murder at my age?''
2518	Do you not know your own daughter?"
2518	Do you think I am mad enough to bring a slave into my house, and bid her share the throne with this my Goddess?"
2518	Do you think I am such a baby as to be afraid of an operation?"
2518	Do you think I asked you to marry again for your own sordid pleasure?
2518	Do you think that man knows better than you do about my eyes?"
2518	Especially, as there is not the slightest risk of its ever leaking out, why go out of the way to make a fellow miserable for life?''
2518	First of all, every one would ask why the king remained twelve years in the forest?
2518	First, to what caste should these unclassed strangers belong?
2518	From a side room Nilratan came out, and said in an irritated manner:"Bakshish?
2518	Going down to the river Hemangini asked me:"Why do n''t you have children?"
2518	Good heavens!--What would he do?
2518	Grannie said;"Then..."But what is the use of going on any further with the story?
2518	Had he not at great expense laid out a splendid race- course in a town, which was a fashionable resort of Europeans?
2518	Had n''t you better send him home?"
2518	Had they the fairer hue and bright complexion of the Hearts, or was theirs the darker complexion of the Clubs?
2518	Have you heard?
2518	He blinks at the author through his scientific spectacles, and asks again:"Which Ajatasatru?"
2518	He does n''t know anything, does he?"
2518	He repeated that question in his mighty voice:"What is there superior to words?"
2518	He said:"Eh?"
2518	He turned, and looked in my face, and asked me:''Why did he give you such a behest?''
2518	Hemangini said to her:"When are you thinking of going back, Aunt?"
2518	His companions always asked him:"Who is that beautiful lady in the palace with the seven wings?"
2518	His wife stilled her curiosity for a long time; then she came to his couch and demanded:"What did you hear?"
2518	How can I afford, with all my family, to buy you new books five times a month?"
2518	How can I return home?
2518	How can we explain the detention of a woman belonging to another house?"
2518	How is Shashi?
2518	How is he?
2518	How long wilt thou try me, my God, how long?"
2518	How on earth was that difficulty to be met?
2518	I asked:"Is there no means whatever of my release?"
2518	I do n''t know my own friend?
2518	I forgot that he was a poor Cabuli fruit- seller, while I was-- but no, what was I more than he?
2518	I jumped up and down in my bed and clutched at the bolster more tightly than ever and said:"What then?"
2518	I laughed away his seriousness:"Are you sure you can beat us women even in vanity?"
2518	I remember one day, when a friend of mine came in, and said to me:"Kumo, why do n''t you feel angry?
2518	I stood before him, and cried aloud:"Why are you telling me lies?"
2518	I was startled by her question, and answered:"How can I tell?
2518	II Returning from without, Hemanta asked his wife:"Is it true?"
2518	If I fail in this, then why am I your wife, and why did I ever worship my God?"
2518	In anguished tones she said:"Sister, why do you dread me?
2518	In the afternoon, when my husband got up from sleep, he asked me:"Why do you look so pale?"
2518	Is it true that they are hard upon you?"
2518	Is that so?"
2518	Is that true, my God?
2518	It sounds like a romance, does n''t it?
2518	Jogmaya asked:"Well?"
2518	Jogmaya snapped:"May I be permitted to hear how?"
2518	Kadambini said:"Where is my father- in- law''s house?"
2518	Kadambini stared solemnly at Jogmaya, and said:"What have I to do with people?"
2518	LIVING OR DEAD?
2518	Labanya banished all traces of inward merriment from her face, and kept on enquiring in anxious tones:"What has happened to you?
2518	Labanya exclaimed again in feigned surprise:"Which of your friends wrote it now?
2518	Labanya struck her forehead with her palm and gasped out:"What-- have you-- done?"
2518	May I go home?"
2518	My Lord, tell me truly,--wasn''t it a mere infatuation?"
2518	My heart suddenly ceased to throb, and I asked with choking voice:"What then?"
2518	My husband stammered out:"What-- what lies have I told you?"
2518	My maid entered my room one morning, and asked me:"What is all this preparation going on at the landing on the river?
2518	Nabendu blurted out:"Do you suppose I pass sleepless nights through fear of that?"
2518	Nabendu felt a little disconcerted at this, and said:"Why?
2518	Nabendu said, feeling very small:"Oh, they are poor men-- what''s the harm of giving them something?"
2518	Nevertheless the magistrate in him asked:"Have you any proofs?"
2518	Oh, come-- is it the Ticket Collector, or the hide merchant, or is it the drum- major of the Fort?"
2518	Oh, how can I persuade you that I am not dead?
2518	Oh, how can I rescue thee?
2518	One day he summoned up all his courage, and asked his uncle:"Uncle, when can I go home?"
2518	Or were they merely lower- caste people, to be ranked with the Nines and Tens?
2518	Phatik answered indignantly:"No, I have n''t; who told you that?"
2518	Phatik opened his eyes flushed with fever, and looked up to the ceiling, and said vacantly:"Uncle, have the holidays come yet?
2518	Quite well, did you say?
2518	Raicharan said:"How could there be any proof of such a deed?
2518	Secondly, how could there be a marriage between a princess of the Warrior Caste and a boy of the priestly Brahman Caste?
2518	Secondly, what was their clan?
2518	Secondly, why should the king''s daughter remain unmarried all that while?
2518	She at once therefore proceeded to the next question:"Are you going to the father- in- law''s house?"
2518	She began to upbraid him:"You, do you call yourself a man?
2518	She called out angrily:"So you have been hitting Makhan again?"
2518	Should they rank with the Court Cards?
2518	So soon?
2518	So with a throb of joy and delight, I asked Grannie:"What then?"
2518	The Devotee, noticing my sign of surprise, said:"My God, why should I come to you at all, if I could not take your food?"
2518	The King of Spades is saying;"Why on earth is that Ace of Clubs always straining his neck and strutting about like a peacock?
2518	The Magistrate pointed to a chair with his finger, and without raising his eyes from the paper before him said:"What can I do for you, Babu?"
2518	The boy of seven did not know that, if there were some"What then?"
2518	The king would put him the question;"Is it the business of the bee merely to hum in the court of the spring?"
2518	The poet, with his eyes shut, said;"My lady, have you taken pity upon your servant at last and come to see him?"
2518	The two Companions smiled a knowing smile, and said:"Is that really so, Prince?"
2518	Then I sat up, and said, painfully, forcing myself to speak the words:"Why should I not bless you?
2518	Then the Cabuliwallah, not to be behindhand, would take his turn:"Well, little one, and when are you going to the father- in- law''s house?"
2518	Then, after that, pray what was the use of my coming to you yourself?
2518	They apply the searchlight of science to its legendary haze and ask:"Which king?"
2518	Thirdly, what food should they take?
2518	This letter also was paraded before his sister- in- law, for did it not assert that he was no mean, contemptible scallywag, but a man of real worth?
2518	VI Where are vanished now their prim, round, regular, complacent features?
2518	Very slowly Kadambini said:"What have I to do with you?
2518	Was it so very absurd that this big man should be able to carry off a tiny child?
2518	Was it to increase the strength of the Congress, that you brought this wretch into the world?
2518	Was it, then, not true that there was slavery in Cabul?
2518	We must give it them pretty hot, must n''t we?"
2518	Were children never kidnapped?
2518	What am I else but that,--just an ordinary woman?
2518	What consolation should I have had then?
2518	What do you say to that?"
2518	What drowning beauty, what incarnate passion shall I drag to the shore from this wild eddy of dreams?
2518	What for?"
2518	What harm has my grandfather done to you?
2518	What will people say?"
2518	What''s the matter?"
2518	Whence arose this inconsolable grief?
2518	Where didst thou flourish and when?
2518	Where has he drifted?
2518	Where have you come from?"
2518	Where is Master going?"
2518	Where is he?"
2518	Wherever are you going, alone and in this guise?"
2518	Who advises you to leave the world?''
2518	Who am I?
2518	Who bore you such ill- will?
2518	Who can interfere with a king''s command?
2518	Who knows?"
2518	Who told you to go yourself?
2518	Who will look after him now as I did?"
2518	Who will take in an old man as a servant?"
2518	Who would see it?
2518	Whom could I console when no one was by?
2518	Whose daughter is she?"
2518	Whose was this intense agony of sorrow?
2518	Why did I come?
2518	Why did n''t you call in an Indian doctor?
2518	Why do they abuse you, my God?"
2518	Why do you show yourself to him?
2518	Why do you want another wife?"
2518	Why have you come here?
2518	Why have you come to deceive him?
2518	Why should I make it worse by allowing hatred to grow up against my husband?"
2518	Why should you feel so very humiliated?"
2518	Why, then, do you now come advising me about Medicine?"
2518	Will you give them to her?"
2518	With folded hands, he said piteously:"Is this right?
2518	With whom should they live and sleep?
2518	Without paying much attention to the concluding remarks of Peari Sankar, Hemanta asked:"Did not Kusum object to this marriage?"
2518	Would you give her food and shelter?"
2518	You are not ill, I hope?"
2518	You understand the business to some extent now, do n''t you?
2518	and Dada-- is he all right?
2518	and the little children- are they quite well also?
2518	er-- by the way, how is the Chota Lord Sahib?
2518	how could you take it from him?"
2518	roared out Harihar,"would you lose your caste, sir?"
2518	said I,"why did you take such a terrible oath?
2518	what are you doing?
2518	what can a good doctor do more than I am doing?
2518	what relation is Mother to you?"
2518	whither shall I go?"
2518	whither shall I go?"
2518	would you hit your own mother?"