After the divine manifestation in favour of the queen when Amittravarma was struck dead, this account of the vision was readily believed by her hearers, who promised to keep the secret and to be guided by her directions.

When the fourth day arrived I entered the city, disguised as a beggar, and brought the boy to his delighted mother, who introduced me to her daughter, whom I greatly admired, and she, though agitated, was evidently pleased with me, even under such a disguise.

I did not venture to stay long, and after receiving an alms and assuring the queen that the imagined dream would prove true, I went away, taking the boy with me, and at parting, in order to deceive her attendants, she said aloud:  “Your application shall not have been in vain; I will take care to protect your boy.”

Nalijangha, the old servant whom I had rescued in the forest, met me on my arrival, and was waiting at the place which I had appointed.  I went to him there and asked him for information as to the movements and occupations of the new king.  “That doomed man,” he answered, “thinking all obstacles removed, and rejoicing at his accession to power, is now amusing himself in the palace gardens, with a number of actors, tumblers, and dancing girls.”

“I could not have a better opportunity,” I replied; “do you therefore stay here with the boy, and wait for me in this old ruin.  I shall not be long gone.”

I then dressed myself in the clothes of a tumbler, which I had brought with me for the purpose, went boldly into the garden, presented myself to the king, and asked for permission to exhibit my skill before him.  This was readily granted; an opportunity was soon given me of showing what I could do, and I obtained much applause from the spectators.  After a time I begged some of those present to lend me their knives, and I caused much astonishment by the way in which I appeared to balance myself on the points.  Then, still, holding one of the knives, I imitated the pouncing of a hawk and an eagle, and having by degrees got near the king, I threw the knife with such good aim, that it pierced him to the heart, and I shouted out at the same time, “Long live Vasantabhanu!” that it might be supposed I had been sent by him.  After this, dashing by the guards, who tried to stop me, I suddenly leaped over the wall, and before any of my pursuers could cross it, I had run a long way on the other side.  Doubling back, I got behind a great heap of bricks, and from thence, concealed by the trees, succeeded in reaching the ruins unobserved.  Here I changed my clothes and went back to the city, as if nothing had happened.

In order to have everything ready for my intended concealment, I had gone secretly the day before to the Temple of Durga, and had there made an underground chamber, communicating with the interior through an opening in the wall, which was carefully closed with a large stone, and now, taking the boy with me, I entered the hiding place, having been furnished with suitable dresses and ornaments, sent by the queen, through Nalijangha.