The man who enters a monastery to get rid of a wife goes by the contemptuous name of taw-twet "jungle runaway," for the rest of his life, while the ta-koo-lat, the divorcee, is a perennial subject of joke to the jester in the play :— She that's neither maid, married, nor widow, Fits all men as a pot does it's lid, O. That is to say, a divorced woman needs small wooing. Such a woman will not hesitate to cut off the byah-bazan, the lappets of hair that fall down over the ears, the last resource of the despairing and unwilling celibate.