A woman's corpse going down to the burning-ghat, and a bystander says, 'She died at midnight from the heat.'
But that is thy child on thy shoulder—given over to the burning-ghat not two days ago.
But to return to where I was before; I was about to speak of the burning-ghat.
Now, whether I have done thee a wrong in keeping thee from the burning-ghat, do thou and the crows settle together.'
Social distinctions are as marked at the Benares burning-ghat as in the modern American cemetery.