On one occasion a monk who was carrying the goods of another on his head touched the load, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.” … made it stir, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s a serious offense.” … lowered it onto his shoulder, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.” … touched the load on the shoulder, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.” … made it stir, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s a serious offense.” … lowered it onto his hip, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.” … touched the load on the hip, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s an offense of wrong conduct.” … made it stir, intending to steal it. … “There’s no offense entailing expulsion, but there’s a serious offense.” … took hold of it with his hand, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.” … placed the load in his hand on the ground, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.” … picked it up from the ground, intending to steal it. … “You have committed an offense entailing expulsion.”

On one occasion a monk spread out his robe outside and entered his dwelling. Another monk, thinking, “Let me look after it,” put it away. The first monk came out of his dwelling and asked the monks, “Who’s taken my robe?” The other monk said, “I’ve taken it.” The first monk took hold of him and said, “You’re not a monastic anymore!” The other monk became anxious … He told the Buddha. “What were you thinking?” “Sir, it was just a way of speaking.” “If it was just a way of speaking, there’s no offense.” On one occasion a monk placed his robe on a bench … placed his sitting mat on a bench … put his almsbowl under a bench and entered his dwelling. Another monk, thinking, “Let me look after it,” put it away. The first monk came out and asked the monks, “Who’s taken my bowl?” The other monk said, “I’ve taken it.” The first monk took hold of him and said, “You’re not a monastic anymore!” The other monk became anxious … “If it was just a way of speaking, there’s no offense.”