And Vatapi, who as food had entered the vitals of the unlucky brahmana,
would spring up sound and whole and rend his way out with fiendish laughter, of course
killing the guest in doing so.
In this manner, many brahmanas had died. Ilvala was very happy when he
learnt that Agastya was in the neighbourhood, since he felt that here was a good brahmana
delivered into his hands.
So, he welcomed him and prepared the usual feast. The sage ate heartily
of Vatapi transformed into a goat, and it only remained for Ilvala to call out Vatapi for
the rending scene. And, as usual, 11vala repeated the magic formula and shouted:
"Vatapi-come out!"
Agastya smiled and, gently rubbing his stomach, said: "O Vatapi,
be digested in my stomach for the peace and good of the world." Ilvala shouted again
and again in frantic fear: "O Vatapi, come forth."
There was no response and the sage explained the reason. Vatapi had
been digested. The trick had been tried once too often.