The _Boisnavi_, whoever she might be, had received a thorough scientific training in music, and, though young, she was very proficient.
The _Boisnavi_, having finished her song, was urged by the ladies to sing again.

Haridasi, looking with thirsty eyes at Kunda, sang the following song from Krishna's address to Radhika: THE BOISNAVI'S SONG.
"To see thy beauteous lily face I come expectant to this place; Let me, oh Rai! thy feet embrace.
To deprecate thy sullen ire, Therefore I come in strange attire; Revive me, Radha, kindness speak, Clasping thy feet my home I'd seek.
Of thy fair form to catch a ray From door to door with flute I stray; When thy soft name it murmurs low Mine eyes with sudden tears o'erflow.
If thou wilt not my pardon speak The banks of Jumna's stream I'll seek, Will break my flute and yield my life; Oh! cease thy wrath, and end the strife.
The joys of Braj I've cast aside A slave before thy feet t' abide; Thine anklets round my neck I'll bind, In Jumna's stream I'll refuge find." The song over, the _Boisnavi_, looking at Kunda, said, "Singing has made me thirsty; give me some water." Kunda brought water in a vessel; but the _Boisnavi_ said, "I will not touch your vessel; come near and pour some water into my hands.

I was not born a _Boisnavi_." By this she gave it to be understood that she was formerly of some unholy caste, and had since become a _Boisnavi_.
In reply to her words, Kunda went behind her so as to pour the water into her hands.

They were at such a distance from the rest that words spoken gently could not be heard by any of them.

Kunda poured the water, and the _Boisnavi_ washed her hands and face.
While thus engaged the latter murmured, "Are you not Kunda ?" In astonishment Kunda replied, "Why do you ask ?" "Have you ever seen your mother-in-law ?" "No." Kunda had heard that her mother-in-law, having lost her good name, had left the place.
Then said the _Boisnavi_: "Your mother-in-law is here now.