While traveling separately through the countryside late one afternoon a Hindu, a Rabbi, and a Critic were caught in a terrific thunderstorm.  They sought shelter at a nearby farmhouse.

"That storm will be raging for hours."  The farmer told them. "You ought to spend the night. The problem is there is only room for two in the house. One of you must sleep in the barn."

"I'll be the one said the Hindu, a little hardship is nothing to me." And he went to the barn.

A few minutes later there was …