As HANUMAAN stood on the high wall, he did not know why, a thrill of joy passed
through his frame. It was the invisible atmosphere which envelopes an accomplished mission
and influences subtly the devoted heart. As be had at last reached the spot where Seeta
was, his whole being throbbed with exulting expectation without any apparent reason.
It was an early spring night. Trees and
plants were in flowers. Hanumaan jumped to a place where there was a thick cluster of
trees. This disturbed the birds that rested there and they flew out with sweet noises.
Deer and other animals moved about. Flowers dropped from the branches and covered the body