But King Glory-banner sank in the sea, and all at once he saw a
heavenly city. He looked in amazement at the balconies with their
splendid jewelled pillars, their walls bright with gold, and the
network of pearls in their windows. And he saw gardens with
pools that had stairways of various gems, and magic trees that
yielded all desires. But rich as it was, the city was deserted.

He entered house after house, but did not find the maiden
anywhere. Then he climbed a high balcony built of gems, opened a
door, and entered. And there he saw her all alone, lying on a
jewelled couch, and clad in splendid garments. He eagerly raised
her face to see if it was really she, and saw that it was indeed the
maiden he sought. At the sight of her he had the strange feeling of
the traveller in a desert in summer at the sight of a river.

And she opened her eyes, saw that he was handsome and loveable,
and left her couch in confusion. But she welcomed him and with
downcast eyes that seemed like full-blown lotuses she did honour
to his feet. Then she slowly spoke: "Who are you, sir? How did
you come to this inaccessible under-world? And what is this
hermit garb? For I see that you are a king. Oh, sir, if you would do
me a kindness, tell me this."

And the king answered her: "Beautiful maiden, I am King
Glory-banner of the Anga country, and I heard from a reliable
person that you were to be seen on the sea. To see you I assumed
this garb, left my kingdom, and followed you hither. Oh, tell me
who you are."