A nautch girl [a dancer] was once watching two funerals from her window, and she said to her lover, "The first of those two is a soul that has gone to heaven, the second is a soul that has gone to hell, I am sure." He said, "How can you, a nautch girl, pretend to know a thing only a saint could know." She said, "I know it by the simple fact that all the people who followed the first funeral had sad faces, and many had tears in their eyes; and all those who followed the second funeral had dry eyes and their faces were cheerful. The first proved that he loved and won the affection of so many, and therefore surely he was entitled to enter the heavens, and the next cannot have loved anybody, for no one grieved at his departure."