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  1. I try again, am met with the same result. As I throw away the leaves in disgust, I hear muffled laughter. Watching me is a tribal girl.
  2. Afterwards I begin to wonder how to carry water back. I fashion something out of lotus leaves, but it comes unstuck before I walk far.
  3. The rivulet I find collects into a small pond before streaming off again. Kneeling, I drink deep. Then I jump in for a much-needed wash.
  4. The sun is high when I open my eyes. Mother is awake, but the others still sleep. Feeling thirsty, I set out looking for water.
  5. We stumble on in the dark for long after crossing the river. Finally, when mother can walk no further, we camp for the night.
  6. "Tell the master my sons and I send him our gratitude,” mother says as we push off. “Tell him we await his call.”
  7. Our rescuers lead us away quickly, towards the river I hear in the distance. A boat awaits us. Uncle Vidura’s men bow low as we climb in.
  8. Hands reach down to help us up one by one. I look towards the palace. It is a blaze of fiery orange burning the night.
  9. The tunnel roof is low, and we hurry along bent almost double. By the time we reach the end, my back is in agony.
  10. I turn to follow him. The screams from above are dying down. Only tribals, I whisper to myself.
  11. The mouth of the tunnel is light with the approaching flames. “Hurry,” Yudhishtira says, helping me to my feet.
  12. The Kaurava treachery becomes clear when I touch the wick to the wet floor. Flames leap up, dancing across the new wood with amazing speed.
  13. I run back, leaving a liquid trail behind, into the inner courtyard, where our guests sleep out their drunken stupor. They do not even stir.
  14. I have a final task. Running to the kitchen, I pick up a barrel of clarified butter. It takes only a minute to splash its content around.
  15. Arjuna is the first to drop down. I hear him grunt as he lands. I slide mother down to him. The twins go next, then Yudhishtira.
  16. I see light, hear voices below. Vidura’s men are waiting. The mouth of the tunnel is now wide enough for a man to pass through.
  17. Everyone looks at me. I nod. Yudhishtira lets out a sigh as I jump in to help Arjuna. The mud is soft; my shovel breaks through in minutes.
  18. The floorboards are open at the spot Vidura’s man had marked when I return. Arjuna is silently scooping out the dark earth with a shovel.
  19. When it is over, I allow his body to fall to the ground. I have killed a man for the first time in my life. I feel no regret.
  20. When it is over, I let his body fall to the ground. I have killed a man for the first time in my life. I feel no regret.