Then Partha pointed me to a golden footstool as a seat. Touching it with my hand, I sat down upon the ground. And when he removed his feet from the footstool, I saw auspicious marks on both his soles — two lengthwise lines running from heel to toe. O lord, at the sight of these young heroes seated together on the same seat — he of dark hue, tall of stature, straight as the trunks of Sala trees — great fear overcame me. They seemed to me like Indra and Vishnu sitting together, though the dull-witted Duryodhana does not know this, relying as he does on Drona and Bhishma and the loud praises of Karna. In that very moment I became convinced that the desire of righteous Yudhishthira, who has these two at his command, must surely meet with success. Having been hospitably entertained with food and drink and shown every other courtesy, I delivered your message to them, placing my joined hands upon my head.