Her mother's heed and mind chanced upon her, and she said: ‘My daughter, what is it that has changed thy form and thy make?’
‘A unique youth whom I see on the bridge; and 'tis sad for me to be watching him in the state in which he is; and when his feet and his hands slip from the back of the bridge, this is what causes this misshapement upon me; and when his feet and his hands get a hold on the bridge my spirit is glad. And I deem it a danger that he will not again safely reach his own father and his mother; and it is certain that he has many who will be grieved at his being (in peril) like yon.’