Later, when they started preparing to leave, the thief started weeping. He said, "Dear friends, the very thought of your departure makes me sad. After so many days that we have been together and shared a bond of love, I will be left all alone after you depart. Please take me along with you."
 
The Brahmins were moved by his emotions, and decided to take him with them, and the five of them started the journey. 
 
On their way, they were going through the jungle and were crossing an area controlled by a wild tribe. The chief of the tribe had a magical crow as his pet, who could foresee many things. 
 
As they came near their place, the crow screamed, "Quick! They have treasure! Kill them and take their treasure!" 
 
When the tribesmen heard this, they captured the five friends. They searched them and their belongings, even removed their clothes, but found nothing. 
 
The chief said, "You certainly have some treasure with you. The crow has never been wrong before. Hand over your treasure to us, or we will kill you, as the crow suggests. You may have eaten the treasure, and we may have to cut open your stomachs to recover them. Tell us the truth." 
 
The thief, who was also a Brahmin, thought, "If they kill any of them, and search their bodies, they will recover jewels from the body. They will not believe me, and kill me too! They will not find any jewel, is another matter, but I will die anyway." 
 
Thus, the Brahmin-thief made a firm resolution and said to the chief, "O Chief, you believe we have treasure hidden in our bodies. But it will be a mistake to kill all of us to pay for the crow's misunderstanding! I offer you myself. You may kill me, cut open my body to the very bones and see if you find any treasure." 
 
The chief agreed, and thus, the Brahmin-thief sacrificed himself. The tribesmen looked into every bit of his body, but found nothing.