“Sanjaya said, ’Having said these words unto that foremost of virtuous persons, viz., Yudhishthira, Partha threw down his weapons and cast aside his bow and quickly thrust his sword back into its sheath.  Hanging down his head in shame, the diadem-decked Arjuna, with joined hands, addressed Yudhishthira, and said, “Be cheerful, O king, forgiving me.  What I have said, you will understand a little while after.  I bow to thee.”  Thus seeking to cheer that royal hero capable of bearing all foes, Arjuna, that foremost of men, standing there, once more said, “This task will not be delayed.  It will be accomplished soon.  Karna cometh towards me.  I shall proceed against him.  I shall, with my whole soul, proceed for rescuing Bhima from the battle and for slaying the Suta’s son.  I tell thee that I hold my life for thy good.  Know this for the truth, O king.”  Having said so, the diadem-decked Arjuna of blazing splendour touched the king’s feet and rose for proceeding to the field.  Hearing, however, those harsh words of his brother Phalguna, Pandu’s son, king Yudhishthira, the just, rising up from that bed (on which he had been sitting), said these words unto Partha, with his heart filled with sorrow, “O Partha, I have acted wickedly.  For that, ye have been overwhelmed with terrible calamity.  Do thou strike off, therefore, this my head today.  I am the worst of men, and the exterminator of my race.  I am a wretch.  I am addicted to wicked courses.  I am of foolish understanding.  I am idle and a coward.  I am an insulter of the old.  I am cruel.  What wouldst thou gain by always being obedient to a cruel person like me?  A wretch that I am, I shall this very day retire into the woods.  Live you happily without me.  The high-souled Bhimasena is fit to be king.  A eunuch that I am, what shall I do with sovereignty?  I am incapable of bearing these harsh speeches of thee excited with wrath.  Let Bhima become king.  Having been insulted thus, O hero, what use have I with life.”  Having said these words, the king, leaving that bed, suddenly stood up and desired to go to the woods.  Then Vasudeva, bowing down, said unto him, “O king, the celebrated vow of the wielder of Gandiva who is ever devoted to truth about his Gandiva, is known to thee.  That man in the world who would tell him, ‘Give thy Gandiva to another’, would be slain by him.  Even those very words were addressed to him by you.  Therefore, for keeping that earnest vow, Partha, acting also at my instance, inflicted you this insult, O lord of Earth.  Insult to superiors is said to be their death.  For this reason, O thou of mighty arms, it behoveth thee to forgive me that beseech and bow to thee this transgression, O king, of both myself and Arjuna, committed for maintaining the truth.  Both of us, O great king, throw ourselves on thy mercy.  The Earth shall today drink the blood of the wretched son of Radha.  I swear truly to thee.  Know the Suta’s son as slain today.  He, whose slaughter thou desirest, hath today lost