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The Twenty-Second Chapter
Then the great ascetic, the Lord who was as forgiving as the earth, whose body was covered with a garment of dirt, who had renounced pride, who was magnanimous, whose entire body was dried up by austerities, who was a hero, who considered his matted hair as an ornament, whose long arms hung down, whose eyes looked at the path of four cubits, who walked slowly like a drunken elephant, who was free from all impurities, who was full of concentration, who was humble, who was free from greed, who followed the teachings of the scriptures, whose mind was pure with compassion, who was free from the mire of affection, who was adorned with the glory of a monk, and who had been fasting for a long time, such a glorious monk, while wandering, reached his former home, which he had obtained in due course, and entered it for alms.
Seeing him, Sahadevi, his wife, stood at the window, her eyes fixed on him. She was filled with extreme anger. Her face was flushed with anger. With her lips clenched, she said to the gatekeepers with evil intentions, "This monk is going to destroy the house, so let him be driven out quickly."
The innocent, beloved by all, and gentle by nature, the young prince, as long as he did not see him, quickly said, "Drive him away." Not only that, if I see any other naked man inside the palace, remember, I will surely punish you, gatekeepers. Since this heartless man left Shishuputra, I have not been happy with these people.
These people hate the royal fortune, which is served by great heroes, and they cause great distress to men who are devoted to great endeavors.
Thus, with her face distorted by harsh words, and holding a staff in her hand, the yogi was quickly driven away.