Verse 20

¹⁸Ah, heir of a brahmin, your words are such as the old approve of. Yet you are a child, and your understanding is a child's, since you have no eye for your own good. ¹⁹One who has won me over with his words, me the one ruler of the worlds, and then asks for three paces, has no sense in him: from me he could have had an island. ²⁰No man who has come to me should have to ask a second time. So take from me, boy, as much land as will keep you.