Those who are strong in goodwill to others are not sensible of bodily weakness.
Bearing the unconscious woman in his arms, the _Brahmachari_ stopped at the door of a leaf-thatched hut at the entrance of the village, and called to one within, "Haro, child, are you at home ?" A woman replied, "Do I hear the _Thakur's_ voice?
When did the _Thakur_ come ?" "But now.

Open the door quickly; I am in a great difficulty." Haro Mani opened the door.

The _Brahmachari_, bidding her light a lamp, laid his burden on the floor of the hut.

Haro lit the lamp, and bringing it near the dying woman, they both examined her carefully.
They saw that she was not old, but in the condition of her body it was difficult to guess her age.

She was extremely emaciated, and seemed struck with mortal illness.