Father too will surely go to hell."

When they heard him, the two younger brothers laughed and said:
"Sir, you seem to know our common duty, but not your own."

Then the eldest said: "What? Are you not aware that I am a
connoisseur in food? For I am a specialists in foods. How can I
touch this loathsome thing?"

When he heard these words, the second brother said: "But I am
even more of a connoisseur. I am a specialist in women. So how
can I touch it?"

After this speech, the eldest said to the youngest: "Do you then,
being younger than we, carry the turtle."

Then the youngest frowned and said to them: "Fools! I am a great
specialist in cotton."

So the three brothers quarrelled, and arrogantly leaving the turtle
behind them, they went to have the matter decided at Pinnacle, the
capital of a king called Conqueror. When they came there, and had
been announced and introduced by the door-keeper, they told their
story to the king. And when the king had heard all, he said: "Stay
here. I will examine you one after another." So they agreed and all
stayed there.

Then the king invited them in at his own dinner hour, seated them
on magnificent seats, and set before them sweet dishes of six
flavours, fit for a king. While all the rest ate, one of the Brahmans,