One day, when he had taken out his robes and coverlets, and spread them in the cell to dry, a number of brethren from the country, who were seeking for a lodging, came to his cell, and seeing the robes and other things, asked him, “Whose are these?”
“Mine, brother,” said he.
“But, brother, this robe, and this robe, and this under garment, and this under garment, and this coverlet—are they all yours?”
“Yes; mine indeed,” said he.
“Brother, the Buddha has allowed only three sets of robes; yet, though you have entered the Order of the self-denying Buddha, you have furnished yourself thus grandly.” And saying, “Come, let us bring him before the Sage,” they took him, and went to the Teacher.
When the Teacher saw them, he said, “How is it, mendicants, that you bring this brother here against his will?”
“Lord! this mendicant has much property and a large wardrobe.”
“Is this true then, brother, that you have so many things?”
“It is true, O Blessed One!”
“How is it, brother, that you have become thus luxurious? Have not I inculcated being content with little, simplicity, seclusion, and self-control?”