I know a Madzhub in Baroda, who was walking in the street at night, and a policeman, who was watching the street, said to him, "Who are you? Are you a thief?" The Madzhub said, "Yes, I am a thief." The policeman took him to the police station and there the Madzhub spent the night, enjoying his experiences. In the morning the officer came and said to the policeman, "This is a Madzhub whom you have arrested, not a thief." The policeman said, "He said himself that he is a thief." When the officer spoke with him, he recognized him as a Madzhub, and he set him free.