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SCENE ~ Std. IX foyer.
Enter UMARPAL and FRIEND
        Friend: O my poor Umarpal! Whither wilt thou go?
But I do beseech you, prithee, be cheerful: know'st thou not, the teacher
Hath banish'd me, her student?
        Umarpal: That she had not.
        Friend: No, hath not? Umarpal lacks then the love
Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one:
Shall we be sunder'd? Shall we part, sweet friend?
No: let my teacher seek another student.
Therefore devise with me how we may fly
Whither to go and what to bear with us:
And do not seek to take your change upon you,
To bear your griefs yourself and leave me out;
For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale,
Say what thou canst, I'll go along with thee.
        Umarpal: Why, whither shall we go?
        Friend: To seek my uncle at Nariman Point.
Now we go in content
To liberty and not to banishment.
Exeunt.
The End
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