Thus Valala passed that night consoling Malini. The next night he went and hid in the dance hall and waited for Keechaka just as a lion would lie in wait for an elephant. At that time, Keechaka, blinded by his lust for Malini and driven by the unseen hand of the God of death, came there and happily spoke thus.
O, dark-tressed beauty, petite woman, haven't you seen me?
Why are you silent? Have you fallen asleep?