Another ten years had gone by. The godson was sitting quietly one day, desiring nothing, fearing nothing, and with a heart full of joy.
“What blessings God showers on men!” thought he. “Yet how needlessly they torment themselves. What prevents them from living happily?”
And remembering all the evil in men, and the troubles they bring upon themselves, his heart filled with pity.
“It is wrong of me to live as I do,” he said to himself. “I must go and teach others what I have myself learnt.”
Hardly had he thought this, when he heard the robber approaching. He let him pass, thinking:
“It is no good talking to him, he will not understand.”