He presented himself before the king in his divine form.
The king was mightily pleased to see Agni stand before him. He ordered
the attendants to do all the usual honors of hospitality. "Let him be duly seated.
Have his feet laved and bring the gifts proper to his greatness," said the king, and
this was done.
Agni then explained why he had come. "Do give up this Samvarta. If
you require a priest, I shall bring Brihaspati himself to help you."
Samvarta, who heard this, was indignant. The wrath of one who led
the strict life of a brahmacharin was exceedingly potent.
"Stop this chatter!" he said to Agni. "Do not let my
anger bum you up."
Fire reduces things to ashes, but brahmacharya can burn up fire itself!
At Samvarta's anger Agni, trembling like an aspen leaf, retired
quickly. He returned to Indra and told him what had happened.
The king of the gods could not believe the story. "Agni, you bum
up other things in the world. How can anything bum you? What is this story of
Samvartas angry eyes reducing you to ashes?"'