1. There lived once upon a time Ganasruti Pautrayana (the great-grandson of Ganasruta), who was a pious giver, bestowing much wealth upon the people, and always keeping open house. He built places of refuge everywhere, wishing that people should everywhere eat of his food.

2. Once in the night some Hamsas (flamingoes) flew over his house, and one flamingo said to another: “Hey, Bhallaksha, Bhallaksha (short-sighted friend). The light (glory) of Ganasruti Pautrayana has spread like the sky. Do not go near, that it may not burn thee.”

3. The other answered him: “How can you speak of him, being what he is (a raganya, noble), as if he were like Raikva with the car?”

4. The first replied: “How is it with this Raikva with the car of whom thou speakest?”

The other answered: “As (in a game of dice) all the lower casts belong to him who has conquered with the Krita cast, so whatever good deeds other people perform, belong to that Raikva. He who knows what he knows, he is thus spoken of by me.”

5. Ganasruti Pautrayana overheard this conversation, and as soon as he had risen in the morning, he said to his door-keeper (kshattri): “Friend, dost thou speak of (me, as if I were) Raikva with the car?”

He replied: “How is it with this Raikva with the car?”

6. The king said: “As (in a game of dice), all the lower casts belong to him who has conquered with the Krita cast, so whatever good deeds other people perform, belong to that Raikva. He who knows what he knows, he is thus spoken of by me.”

7. The door-keeper went to look for Raikva, but returned saying, “I found him not.” Then the king said: “Alas! where a Brahmana should be searched for (in the solitude of the forest), there go for him.”

8. The door-keeper came to a man who was lying beneath a car and scratching his sores. He addressed him, and said: “Sir, are you Raikva with the car?”

He answered: “Here I am.”

Then the door-keeper returned, and said: “I have found him.”