In plain words
Because she prayed from her heart, God accepted it at once. The plan was born in her own mind. At once she said, ‘Father! Send word that I will marry the prince.’ She laid down one condition: ‘But eight days' time must be given.’ ‘Eight more days?’ The prince sank into dejection. The father sent this news to the king. The king was very pleased. From that day she went to a physician and every day took medicines that would purge her. Each day she gathered all that was purged into a vessel of its own. In eight days, eight vessels were all filled. After eight days the two of them were to meet in a house. She would ask some questions. The prince was to answer them. The eight days went by. Her beautiful body became a skeleton. Her eyes sank in. She had become quite hideous. She became very weak. That day, by palanquin, she was to go and reach the place where the two of them were to meet. Like a cātaka bird, the prince was waiting and watching: when, oh when, would she come? This girl stepped down from the palanquin. Her companions held her up. She had no strength to walk. The prince looked. Eight companions were bringing eight vessels. The prince looked. ‘The girl I saw was very beautiful. This girl is a sick woman, stricken with disease. I did not ask for her,’ he said. She folded her hands: ‘Prince! You saw my beauty and were deluded. All my beauty is in those eight vessels. First take that beauty! Then marry me,’ she said. ‘As long as that foul matter was in this body, I appeared with beauty and charm. This body is made of filth, urine, stench, flesh and blood. All my beauty has taken on this form. This very filth and urine is my beauty. You saw this and thought it was my beauty,’ she argued, very firmly. For the feeling of God was in her. When she did this, the prince's mind turned. He too thought to himself. It is true!