She in whose cooking the flavours can never be depended upon, is dilating at great length upon her proficiency in the art.

She whose husband is proverbial in the village for his ignorance, is astounding her companions by her praises of his superhuman learning.

She whose children are dark and repulsive-looking, is pluming herself on having given birth to jewels of beauty.

Surja Mukhi was not of the company.

She was a little proud, and did not sit much with these people; if she came amongst them her presence was a restraint upon the enjoyment of the rest.