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## Chapter 240
Seeing the open window, he went to sleep, overcome by drowsiness. He, desiring to see their evil deeds, went to the village where Marubhuti had gone. The two, Vasundhara and Kamatha, remained unaware for a long time, blinded by their desires. Marubhuti, standing there, saw what was to be seen. Fearing the censure of the people, he did not act against them. Going to the king, he told him everything. The king, intolerant of evil conduct, ordered his protection in this way: "This man, the son of the priest, is a wicked character. He should be banished, mounted on a donkey, with ridicule." They, too, mounted him on a donkey, with a ringing, discordant drum, painted with metallic colors, and banished him. Looking down, Kamatha, watched by the townspeople, was unable to resist, and went to the forest with sorrow. There, in the presence of the holy ascetic, Shiva, he began to practice austerities, a young boy in the forest. Marubhuti, instructing him, said, "What is this you have done? When you told the king about your brother's misconduct, you said, 'This is my fault, great though it is, even greater than his. Going to him, I will now forgive my elder brother.' Thinking thus, and asked by the king, though he was being restrained by him, he went to Kamatha and fell at his feet. Remembering the previous ridicule, Kamatha, in anger, picked up a stone and threw it at his bowed head. The stone, hitting him, fell to the ground. Again, Kamatha picked up the stone and threw it at him, as if he were in hell. The pain of the blow, with intense meditation, caused him to die. He became the lord of the Vindhya mountains, like the Vindhyas with their high peaks.
## Chapter 2010_02
**Miscellaneous on the Rejection of the Sick**
The Lord also went to the village of Shanmaninaama. He remained outside, with his body in a state of outward inactivity, absorbed in meditation. The karma that was to be experienced, earned by him in his previous birth as Vishnu, was then revealed. He was bound by the punishment of being thrown on a bed of thorns. The life of the bed-maker was Gopal, who was there. Leaving the bulls near his master, he went to milk the cows. The bulls, roaming freely, entered the forest. Soon, Gopal returned, and seeing the bulls missing, he said to his master, "Lord, where are my bulls? Why don't you tell me, O sage? Do you not hear my words, or are your ears useless?" The Lord, extremely angry at his insolence, threw a shard of a conch shell into his ears. The shards, struck by him, joined together, becoming one whole shard, as if they were a wheel. Thinking, "Let no one break these two pegs," Gopal, with his intelligence, cut off the outer part of the pegs.