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So one day, the young prince asked his mother: “Respected Mother, who would my father be?” The Queen withheld the truth: “The Brahmin is your father.” The next day, the prince beat the children again and when they again said: “The widow’s offspring beat us”, he said: “Is the Brahmin not my father?” The children retorted with a question: “What sort of relative of yours is the Brahmin?” The prince opined: “These children say: ‘What sort of relative of yours is the Brahmin?’ Our mother surely does not tell the truth to us. She does not open her heart to us. Nevertheless, we’ll go and press her for the real fact.”