A soldier came to me, and asked: "Is there really a paradise and a hell?"

"Who are you?" inquired I.

"I am a samurai," the warrior replied.

"You, a soldier!" exclaimed I. "What kind of ruler would have you as his guard? Your face looks like that of a beggar."

The samurai became so angry that he began to draw his sword, but I continued: "So you have a sword! Your weapon is probably much too dull to cut off my head."

As he drew his sword I remarked: "Here open the gates of hell!"

At these words the samurai, perceiving the master's discipline, sheathed his sword and bowed.

"Here open the gates of paradise," said I.