"For thirty years I have been keeping fasts waking for the whole night and offering my prayers, but still I do wot find in me the animating force of what you teach, although I believe in it and cherish love for you." "Thirty years": ejaculated the saint: "Why for three hundred years if you do as you have done till now you will not have a bit of it." "How is that?" asked the astonished nobleman. "Because" answered the saint "the veil of your egotism has fallen heavily on your mind's eye" The chief then asked the saint to tell him of some remedy, but he declined saying that the chief would not like to take it. "But do tell me", entreated the nobleman, "And I will try my best to follow your kind advice". "Listen then", calmly answered the saint, "This very moment go to the barber, get your head and beard shaven, take eff this apparel, and gird your loins with a piece of blanket; gather children round you and tell them that whosoever gives you a slap with the hand will get a
