“Sakuni continued,—­’This foremost of all wielders of the bow, this son of Pandu capable of using both his hands with equal activity hath now been won by me.  O play now with the wealth that is still left unto thee, even with Bhima thy dear brother, as thy stake, O son of Pandu.

“Yudhishthira said,—­’O king, however, undeserving he may be of being made a stake, I will now play with thee by staking Bhimasena, that prince who is our leader, who is the foremost in fight,—­even like the wielder of the thunder-bolt—­the one enemy of the Danavas,—­the high-souled one with leonine neck and arched eye-brows and eyes looking askance, who is incapable of putting up with an insult, who hath no equal in might in the world, who is the foremost of all wielders of the mace, and who grindeth all foes,’”

“Vaisampayana said,—­“Hearing this, Sakuni, ready with the dice adopting foul means, said unto Yudhishthira.  ‘Lo!  I have won.’

Sakuni continued,—­Thou hast, O son of Kunti, lost much wealth, horses and elephants and thy brothers as well.  Say, if thou hast anything which thou hast not lost.’

Yudhishthira, said—­’I alone, the eldest of all my brothers and dear unto them, am still unwon.  Won by thee, I will do what he that is won will have to do.’”

Vaisampayana said,—­“Hearing this Sakuni, ready with the dice, adopting foul means, said unto Yudhishthira, ‘Lo!  I have won.’

’Sakuni continued,—­’Thou hast permitted thyself to be won.  This is very sinful.  There is wealth still left to thee, O king.  Therefore, thy having lost thyself is certainly sinful.’”

Vaisampayana continued,—­“Having said this, Sakuni, well-skilled at dice, spoke unto all the brave kings present there of his having won, one after another, all the Pandavas.  The son of Suvala then, addressing Yudhishthira said,—­’O king, there is still one stake dear to thee that is still unwon.  Stake thou Krishna, the princess of Panchala.  By her, win thyself back.’

“Yudhishthira said,—­’With Draupadi as stake, who is neither short nor tall, neither spare nor corpulent, and who is possessed of blue curly locks, I will now play with thee.  Possessed of eyes like the leaves of the autumn lotus, and fragrant also as the autumn lotus, equal in beauty unto her (Lakshmi) who delighteth in autumn lotuses, and unto Sree herself in symmetry and every grace she is such a woman as a man may desire for wife in respect of softness of heart, and wealth of beauty and of virtues.  Possessed of every accomplishment and compassionate and sweet-speeched, she is such a woman as a man may desire for wife in respect of her fitness for the acquisition of virtue and pleasure and wealth.  Retiring to bed last and waking up first, she looketh after all down to the cowherds and the shepherds.  Her face too, when covered with sweat, looketh as the lotus or the jasmine.  Of slender waist like that of the wasp, of long flowing locks, of red lips, and body without down, is the princess of Panchala.  O king, making the slender-waisted Draupadi, who is even such as my stake, I will play with thee, O son of Suvala.’”