By every means in our power, we two shall help you in battle tomorrow morning. O you of mighty-arms, I tell you the truth, O innocent one."-Addressed in these wholesome words by his maternal uncle, the son of Drona, with eyes reddened in anger answered his uncle, O king, saying,-"Can a person who is afflicted, or one who is under the influence of anger, or one whose heart is always engaged in making plans for the acquisition of wealth, or one who is under the power of lust, get sleep.