A PRIEST was once going to the village of a
disciple of his. He had no servant with him. Seeing
a cobbler on the way, he addressed him, saying:
"Hulloa! Good man, will you accompany me as a
servant? You will be fed well and taken good care
of, if you come with me." The cobbler replied: "Sir,
I am of the lowest caste. How can I come as your
servant?" The priest said, "Never mind. Do not tell
anybody what you are. Do not also speak to
anyone, or make anybody's acquaintance. The
cobbler agreed. At twilight, while the priest was
sitting at prayers in the house of his disciple,
another brahmana came and said to the priest's
servant, "Go and bring my shoes from there." True
to the behest of his master, he made no response.
The brahmana repeated his order a second time,
but even then the servant remained silent. The
brahmana repeated it again and again, but the
cobbler did not move an inch. At last, getting
annoyed, the brahmana angrily said: "Sirrah; how
dare you disobey a bralimana's command? What is
your name? Are you indeed a cobbler?" The
cobbler, hearing this, began to tremble with fear,
and looking piteously at the priest, said: "0
venerable sir, I am found out. I dare not stay here
any longer. Let me flee." So saying, he took to his
heels.
Just so, as soon as Maya is recognised, she flies
away.
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