This went on until Maareecha took Raama far out. Then the Raakshasa realised this
game would not go on forever and that his end was near. Raama, tired of the pursuit, bent
his bow and sent forth an arrow. It pierced the stag. Maareecha resumed his natural form
and simulating Raama's voice called out, "Ali Seeta, Ah Lakshmana!" and fell
"Lakshmana was right," said Raama
to himself. "This deer was indeed a Raakshasa."
He thought further, "Hearing his last cry, may be,
Seeta will be deceived. She is likely to be overwhelmed by fear."
He then said to himself again, "What if Seeta
entertains false fears? Lakshmana is there by her side."
His heart then swelled with pride and joy,
that be bad a brother like Lakshmana, so loving and so steadfast. How could Raama guess
what was happening at that very instant in the aashrama, and what painful words Lakshmana
had to bear from Seeta? Truly, the way of Destiny is cruel.