The rest may be easily divined. [S']akoontalá, then, is the
offspring of the nymph.

ANASÚYÁ.

Just so.

KING.

It is quite intelligible.

How would a mortal to such charms give birth?
The lightning's radiance flashes not from earth.

[[S']AKOONTALÁ _remains modestly seated with downcast eyes_.
_Aside_.]

And so my desire has really scope for its indulgence. Yet I am
still distracted by doubts, remembering the pleasantry of her
female companions respecting her wish for a husband.

PRIYAMVADÁ.

[_Looking with a smile at [S']AKOONTALÁ, and then turning towards
the KING.]

You seem desirous, Sir, of asking something further.

[[S']AKOONTALÁ _makes a chiding gesture with her finger_.