46 The net tightens
‘Remember, you must try to keep up with his line,’ said Saha, speaking softly, so that their opponents across the table could not hear. ‘If you let him fly clear he can bleed you dry in just one glaha. Do you realise that, Yudhi?’
‘And what is wrong with that, brother? Someone has to win. Why should it not be Shakuni, if the gods are willing? If happiness comes into this world, what difference does it make if it is his or mine? The only difference is that his will be much greater. Why should I deprive him of his pleasure, when his loss would bring me so little?’
Saha turned in exasperation to Nakula, and then back to Yudhi.
‘Are you telling me now that you want him to win, Yudhi?’
‘No. As a matter of fact I am rather ashamed to admit that I wish to beat him — thoug
