And having listened to her, Dyumatsena said, 'I can by no means say unto thee, Do thou break thy vow. One like me should, on the contrary, say, Do thou complete thy vow '
And having said this to her, the high-minded Dyumatsena stopped.
And Savitri continuing to fast began to look (lean) like a wooden doll.
And, O bull of the Bharata race, thinking that her husband would die on the morrow, the woe-stricken Savitri, observing a fast, spent that night in extreme anguish.
And when the sun had risen about a couple of hand Savitri thinking within herself To-day is that day, finished her morning rites, and offered oblations to the flaming fire.
And bowing down unto the aged Brahmanas, and her father-in-law, and mother-in-law, she stood before them with joined hands, concentrating her senses.
And for the welfare of Savitri, all the ascetics dwelling in that hermitage, uttered the auspicious benediction that she should never suffer widowhood.
And Savitri immersed in contemplation accepted those words of the ascetics, mentally saying, So be it !
And the king's daughter, reflecting on those words of Narada, remained, expecting the hour and the moment.