As a river courses swiftly when at flood, but at ebb the deep water is calm, so Nagendra's violent grief was now changed into a quiet gravity.

His sorrow was not lessened, but he was no longer restless.

In a quiet manner he conversed with the household, making inquiries from each one.

In the presence of none of them did he mention the name of Surja Mukhi, but all were grieved at the sorrow expressed by his grave countenance.

The old servants, saluting him, went aside and wept.