had proceeded far on foot, the king recalled the words of the intelligent and virtuous Vidura.  Without doubt, this had been foreseen by Vidura of great wisdom, this great carnage of Kshatriyas and of ourselves in battle.  Reflecting on this, the king, with heart burning in grief at having witnessed the extermination of his army, desired to penetrate into the depths of that lake.  The Pandavas, O monarch, with Dhrishtadyumna at their head, filled with rage, rushed against (the small remnant of) thy army.  With his Gandiva, Dhananjaya baffled the purpose of the (Kaurava) troops, who, armed with darts and swords and lances, were uttering loud roars.  Having with his sharp shafts slain those troops with their allies and kinsmen, Arjuna, as he stood on his car having white steeds yoked unto it, looked exceedingly beautiful.  Upon the fall of Subala’s son along with horse, cars and elephants, thy army looked like a large forest laid low (by the wind).  In Duryodhana’s army then, O monarch, which had numbered many hundred thousands of warriors, not another great car-warrior was seen to be alive, save the heroic son of Drona, and Kritavarma, and Kripa the son of Gotama, O monarch, and that lord of the earth, thy son!  Dhrishtadyumna, seeing me, laughingly addressed Satyaki, saying, ’What is the use of seizing this one?  Nothing will be gained by keeping him alive.’  Hearing these words of Dhrishtadyumna, the grandson of Sini, that great car-warrior, uplifting his sharp sword, prepared to slay me.  Just at that juncture, the Island-born Krishna of great wisdom (Vyasa), coming there, said, “Let Sanjaya be dismissed alive!  By no means should he be slain!” Hearing these words of the Island-born, the grandson of Sini, joined his hands, and then, setting me free said unto me, “Peace to thee, O Sanjaya, thou mayest go hence!” Permitted by him, I myself then, putting off my armour and making over my weapons, set out on the evening on the road leading to the city, my limbs bathed in blood.  After I had come about two miles, O monarch, I beheld Duryodhana, standing alone, mace in hand, and exceedingly mangled.  His eyes were full of tears and therefore he could not see me.  I stood cheerlessly before him.  He looked accordingly at me without recognising me.  Beholding him standing alone on the field and indulging in grief, I also, overwhelmed with sorrow, succeeded not for a little while to speak a single word.  Then I said unto him everything about my own capture and my release through the grace of the Island-born.  Having reflected for a moment, and regained his senses, he enquired of me about his brothers and his troops.  I had seen everything with my eyes and therefore told him everything, that his brothers had all been slain and that all his troops had been exterminated.  I told the king that we had at that time only three car-warriors left alive, for the Island-born had said so unto me when I set out (from the place where the Pandavas were).  Drawing deep breaths and looking