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The very dear-speaking friend, repeatedly making her rest, reached the foot of the mountain, and Anjana, filled with sorrow, reached there slowly. ||106||
There, she was unable to hold her body, her eyes filled with tears. She ignored her friend's words and sat down in great sorrow. ||107||
She said, "I am unable to take even a single step from here. I will stay here, and death is preferable to me." ||108||
Then, the clever friend, filled with love, comforted her with words that were dear to her heart. After making her rest, she bowed and said to her friend with love, ||109||
"Look, look, this excellent cave is nearby. Be happy, get up, we will both stay comfortably in that cave." ||110||
"Many creatures roam here, performing actions with their hands, and you also have to protect your womb. Therefore, O mistress, do not make a mistake." ||111||
Thus spoken to, Anjana, filled with sorrow, rose to go, urged by her friend and afraid of the forest. ||112||
At that time, these two women did suffer in the forest, but they did not go to the conqueror of the wind. This should be understood as due to their great virtue, lack of command, or shame. ||113||
Then, the friend, supporting her with her hand, somehow crossed that uneven ground and brought Anjana to the door of the cave with great difficulty. ||114||
They were both very tired from walking on the uneven rocks, and they were also afraid to enter the cave suddenly, so they sat outside for a moment. ||115||
After resting for a long time, they cast their slow gaze upon the cave. Their gaze seemed like a garland of withered red, blue, and white lotuses. ||116||
Then, they saw on the pure, even, and clear stone floor, a sage, the possessor of the wealth of the charanas, seated on a couch. ||117||
The sage's breathing was steady and regular. He had placed his eyes on the tip of his nose, his body was relaxed, and he was motionless like a pillar. ||118||