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| editor,  The Modern Review, Vol-22 (1917)

“ She hardened her face and said:
"My child, you are not a baby. The vulgar loudness of your behaviour won't suit our family."
The moral which Mrinmayi learnt from these words was, that she must find some more suitable place for herself,—and she became invisible that very afternoon. They went on vainly searching for her till her friend Rakhal played the traitor, and revealed her hiding place in a deserted, broken down wooden chariot once used for taking out the image of the god for an airing. After this, the atmosphere of her mother-in-law's home became intolerably hot.
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| editor,  The Modern Review, Vol-22 (1917)

“ The preparation went on for their departure to the town, and on the night before leaving, Apurba, coming to his bed, found Mrinmayi in tears. This hurt him greatly and he cried:
"Mrinmayi, don't you want to come to Calcutta with me?"
The girl replied, "No!" Apurba's next question was, "Don't you love me?" But the question remained unanswered. There are times when answers to such questions are absolutely simple, but at other times they become too complex for a young girl to answer.
Apurba asked, "Do you feel unwilling to leave Rakhal behind?"
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| editor,  The Modern Review, Vol-22 (1917)

“ And then about the meals,—the poor man had to cook for himself his own simple dinner, but how could he offer that to his guests? Mrinmayi said, "Father, let us cook the food ourselves."
And Apurba joined in this proposal with great zest. In this room, with all its lack of space for man and food, their joy welled up in full abundance, like the jet of water thrown up all the higher because the opening of the fountain is narrow.
Three days were passed in this manner. Steamers came to stop at the landing stage all day long with their noisy crowd of men.
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