here for battling with thee.  It was for that reason, O son, that thou wert urged by me to do battle.  O puissant king, O son, do not suspect that thou hast committed any, even the least, fault, by accepting his challenge.  He is a Rishi, of a mighty soul, eternal and indestructible.  O dear son, Sakra himself is incapable of vanquishing him in battle.  This celestial gem has been brought by me, O king.  It always revives the snakes as often as they die.  O puissant king, do thou place this gem on the breast of thy sire.  Thou shalt then see the son of Pandu revived.’  Thus addressed, the prince who had committed no sin, moved by affection for his sire, then placed that gem on the breast of Pritha’s son of immeasurable energy.  After the gem had been placed on his breast; the heroic and puissant Jishnu became revived.  Opening his red eyes he rose up like one who had slept long.  Beholding his sire, the high-souled hero of great energy, restored to consciousness and quite at his ease, Vabhruvahana worshipped him with reverence.  When that tiger among men, O puissant one, awoke from the slumber of death with every auspicious sign of life, the chastiser of Paka rained down celestial flowers.  Kettle-drums struck by nobody, produced their music deep as the roar of the cloud.  A loud uproar was heard in the welkin consisting of the words—­Excellent, Excellent!  The mighty-armed Dhananjaya, rising up and well-comforted, embraced Vabhruvahana and smelled his head.  He saw sitting at a distance from his son, this latter’s mother afflicted with grief, in the company of Ulupi.  Dhananjaya asked,—­’Why is it that every thing in the field of battle seems to bear the indications of grief, wonder, and joy?  If, O slayer of foes, the cause is known to thee, do thou then tell me.  Why has thy mother come to the field of battle?  Why also has Ulupi, the daughter of the prince of snakes, come here?  I know that thou hadst fought this battle with me at my own command.  I desire to know what the cause is that has brought out the ladies.’  The intelligent ruler of Manipura, thug questioned by Dhananjaya, gratified him by bending his head in reverence, and then said,—­’Let Ulupi be questioned.’

SECTION LXXXI

“Arjuna said, ’What business brought thee here, O daughter (-in-law) of Kuru’s race, and what also is the cause of the arrival on the field of battle of her who is the mother of the ruler of Manipura?  Dost thou entertain friendly motives towards this king, O daughter of a snake?  O thou of restless glances, dost thou wish good to me too?  I hope, O thou of ample hips, that neither I, nor this Vabhruvahana here, have, O beautiful lady, done any injury to thee unconsciously?  Has Chitrangada of faultless limbs, descended from the race of Chitravahana, done thee any wrong?’ Unto him, the daughter of the prince of snakes answered smilingly, ’Thou hast not offended me, nor has Vabhruvahana done me