Maheswar though began it in a non-chalant mood, started brooding
over the dialogue. Tried however much, gloom started enveloping him
with its dark wings, and there appeared no ray of hope to keep up
his position unblemished, nor foil the advances of Saturn."
"How to escape, where to spend that Monday morning unseen by
Saturn" posed a big problem. Longer he thought, graver it
turned, and tighter the grip it held on him. He mused and muttered;
muttered and mused-grieved long, but the problem remained a
problem-stubborn and unbreakable. Straight route; righteous means;
deceit less strategy neither flashed across his mind, nor showed the
sign of lessening the tension. As the churning went on endlessly,
there came up a crooked imp advocating a policy as wicked as its
shape and strength to hide himself in an impregnable and
impenetrable, dark dungeon unknown even to the dungeon to., the
exact spot where he hid himself.