One morning Sahde Goala went out to watch his men working in the fields and the old Raja and his daughter seized this opportunity to escape.  Sahde Goala had a sister named Lorokini and she ran to the field to tell her brother that his wife was running away.  “Let her go” said Sahde Goala.  The old Raja travelled faster than his daughter and left her behind and as she travelled along alone Sahde Goala made a flooded river flow across her path.  It was quite unfordable so the Princess stood on the bank and sang:—­

    “My mother gave me birth,
    My father gave me in marriage: 
    If the water upstream would stand still
    And the water downstream would flow away
    Then I could go and live in my own home.”

But no such thing happened and she had to go back to her husband’s house.

When she arrived her mother-in-law gave her a large basket of cooked rice and a pot of relish and told her to take them to the labourers in the field.  Her mother-in-law helped her to lift the basket on to her head and she set off.  When she reached the field she called to her sister-in-law:—­

    “Come Lorokini,
    Lift down from my head
    The basket of rice
    And the pot of relish.”

But Lorokini was angry with her for trying to run away and refused to help, singing:—­

    “I will not come
    I will not lift down the basket: 
    Prop it against a murup tree: 
    I will not lift it down.”

Then Chandaini Rani propped it against the trunk of a murup tree, and so set it on the ground.

Then she sang to her husband:—­

    “Here, husband, is the lota of water: 
    Here, husband, is the tooth stick;
    Come, and wash your hands: 
    If you are angry with me
    Take me back to my father and mother.”

But Sahde Goala was ploughing at the head of his men and paid no attention to her:  then she sang again:—­

    “Seven hundred labourers
    And twenty hundred women labourers,
    You are causing to die of thirst.”

But still Sahde Goala paid no attention.  Then Chandaini Rani got angry and by leaning the basket against the murup tree managed to get it on to her head again and carried it home, and from that time murup trees grow slanting.  Directly she had taken the rice and relish to the house she set off again to run away to her mother.  As before Sahde Goala caused a flooded river to flow across her path and as before she sang:—­

    “My mother gave me birth,
    My father gave me in marriage: 
    If the water upstream would stand still
    And the water downstream would flow away
    Then I could go and live in my own home,”