sn41.4:5.1 Then Citta went up to Mahaka, bowed, sat down to one side, and said to him,
sn41.4:5.2 “Sir, please show me a superhuman demonstration of psychic power.”
sn41.4:5.3 “Well, then, householder, place your upper robe on the porch and spread a handful of grass on it.”
sn41.4:5.4 “Yes, sir,” replied Citta, and did as he was asked.
sn41.4:5.5 Mahaka entered his dwelling and latched the door. Then he used his psychic power to will that a flame shoot out through the keyhole and the chink in the door-panel, and it burned up the grass but not the upper robe.
sn41.4:5.6 Then Citta shook out his upper robe and stood to one side, shocked and awestruck.
sn41.4:5.7 Mahaka left his dwelling and said to Citta,
sn41.4:5.8 “Is that sufficient, householder?”