When they had been going a considerable distance, this Brāhmaṇa asked, “Will you still say a word [of advice] to me?”
“If you will give me yet a masurama I will say it,” he said. “I will give it,” he said.
After he gave it, he said, “Don’t do anything without investigation.” He goes on in silence.
When they had gone still a considerable distance, this one spoke, “Embā! Brāhmaṇa.” “What is it?” he asked. “Will you say yet a word [of advice] to me?” he asked.
“Then will you give me still a masurama?” he said. Having said, “I will give it,” he gave him one masurama.
“To one’s own wife don’t tell a secret.”
The Brāhmaṇa [whom he had met], turning to go along a different path, asked at the hand of this one, “Are there still masuran in your hand?”
Then this one said, “I sold a plot of ground, and brought three masuran. For even my expenses there is no other in my hand.”
Having said, “If so, I will say a word without payment (nikan); don’t tell lies to Kings,” he went away.
Thereupon this one being weakened by hunger, at the time when he was going on, a nobleman (siṭānan kenek) of a city near there having died and there being no one to bury him, they gave notice by beat of tom-toms that they will give five hundred masuran to a person who can [do it].