Sathyavantha was thinking of his parents. He was disturbed and said, "Savithri, I have never before stayed away from home at odd hours. Even when I out of the hermitage in the day my parents used to be worried. They used to come search of me. One day, with tears in their eyes, they said, ‘Child, we cannot live a moment without you. You are the staff of your blind parents.’ I do not know what has happened to them today! If anything happens to them I cannot live. All this anxiety is because of my wretched sleep!"

Savithri consoled her husband with soft words. She remembered the gods. In her heart she bowed to them and prayed:

‘If I have always beloved in Dharama (virtue), if I have never uttered a lie, may my husband’s parents be safe from harm! May this be a night of good fortune! May the parents of Sathyavantha live by the power of my truthful life!’

Sathyavantha – Let us join my father and mother before anything untoward happens. If you love me, come now let us reach our hermitage by the nearest way.

Savithri rose ar once eagerly. She took her husband’s hand and helped him to stand up. She hooked the basked of fruits to the branch of a tree. She thought that the axe might be of use and put it on her shoulder. They left the forest for the hermitage.

Sathyavanta – Savithri, it is not difficult to walk here. It is a familiar path. Savithri, look here, we came by this way. It is here we collected the fruits, here we culled the flowers. Look, our path lies through this grove. There is a fork, and the northern path leads to our hermitage.