When everybody went out he remained alone, much frightened, and when he saw the Lord nailed on a timber he said, “This poor man killed or robbed.” The sacristan did not see him and locked all the doors, leaving him shut in. Then Pascual went to where the Lord was and said to him: “Friend, do not be sad. I am going to work and I will bring you food to fatten you. Where can I find work?” “Look,” said the Lord, “go along the main street until you find a great house. Ask for work there.” The door opened and Pascual went out and came to the great house, which was where the curate lived, and the sacristan came out and asked him what he wanted. “I am looking for work.” The curate then came out and said to him: “What kind of work do you want?” “I do not know how to do anything but take care of sheep,” replied Pascual. “Then come here. How much pay do you want?” “Nothing but food for myself and a friend of mine.” “Good, then take this hoe and weed the garden.” “How weed?” “Level it all,” said the curate. And Pascual weeded the garden, leveling it all, chili, onions, and everything, he cut down level. The sacristan saw the destruction and went to tell the curate. But when the curate came he saw that all the pulled-up plants were flowering and giving fruit. And the curate said to him: “Surely this is a servant of God, who comes to test my gratitude.” And he called Pascual to come and eat with him. “No, I only want food for myself and for my friend.” They gave it to him and he went away. When he returned the curate said to him: “To-morrow I am going to make a great feast, and I wish you and your friend to come and eat at my table.” They went, and the curate made a very great feast. And the Lord said to Pascual: “Tell the father to invite to-morrow all the people to a feast except your godfather, because he was ungrateful.” The next day the gentleman made the feast, and when the people were coming Pascual was much ashamed because he saw that nothing was ready, and he said to the Lord: “But, men, nothing is ready. That is why they have you a prisoner, because you are a deceiver.” “Go bring a barrel of water,” the Lord said to him. “And where shall I go to bring water?” “Go, Pascual, on one side of the street and you will find it.” And Pascual went out and returned with a barrel of water.