the earth by their austerities!  And, O king, it is the righteous upon whom both the past and the future depend!  Therefore, they that are righteous, are never cheerless in the company of the righteous.  Knowing this to be the eternal practice of the good and righteous, they that are righteous continue to do good to others without expecting any benefit in return.  A good office is never thrown away on the good and virtuous.  Neither interest nor dignity suffereth any injury by such an act.  And since such conduct ever adheres to the righteous, the righteous often become the protectors of all.’  Hearing these words of hers, Yama replied, ’The more thou utterest such speeches that are pregnant with great import, full of honeyed phrases, instinct with morality, and agreeable to mind, the more is the respect that I feel for thee!  O thou that art so devoted to thy lord, ask for some incomparable boon!’ Thus addressed, Savitri said, ’O bestower of honours, the boon thou hast already given me is incapable of accomplishment without union with my husband.  Therefore, among other boons, I ask for this, may this Satyavan be restored to life!  Deprived of my husband, I am as one dead!  Without my husband, I do not wish for happiness.  Without my husband, I do not wish for heaven itself.  Without my husband, I do not wish for prosperity.  Without my husband, I cannot make up my mind to live!  Thou thyself hast bestowed on me the boon, namely, of a century of sons; yet thou takest away my husband!  I ask for this boon, ’May Satyavan be restored to life, for by that thy words will be made true.’”

“Markandeya continued, ’Thereupon saying,—­So be it,—­Vivaswat’s son, Yama, the dispenser of justice, untied his noose, and with cheerful heart said these words to Savitri, ’Thus, O auspicious and chaste lady, is thy husband freed by me!  Thou wilt be able to take him back free from disease.  And he will attain to success!  And along with thee, he will attain a life of four hundred years.  And celebrating sacrifices with due rites, he will achieve great fame in this world.  And upon thee Satyavan will also beget a century of sons.  And these Kshatriyas with their sons and grandsons will all be kings, and will always be famous in connection with thy name.  And thy father also will beget a hundred sons on thy mother Malavi.  And under the name of the Malavas, thy Kshatriya brothers, resembling the celestials, will be widely known along with their sons and daughters!’ And having bestowed these boons on Savitri and having thus made her desist, Yama departed for his abode.  Savitri, after Yama had gone away, went back to the spot where her husband’s ash-coloured corpse lay, and seeing her lord on the ground, she approached him, and taking hold of him, she placed his head on her lap and herself sat down on the ground.  Then Satyavan regained his consciousness, and affectionately eyeing Savitri again and again, like one come home after a sojourn in a strange land,