The good father, charmed with so heroic an action in a person whose
wants might have excused his appropriating it to himself, surveyed me
from head to foot, and commended my disinterested and religious
behaviour. He could not sufficiently extol me; and feeling, at the same
time, a desire to render me some service, as a recompense for my virtue,
he asked me a few questions as to my situation in life, and talents,
that he might know what I was capable of. “Reverend Father,” said I, “I
have now been at Seville for some time, entirely out of employment. I
was Receiver of Taxes at Madrid; but finding myself inclined to spend my
own money to assist rather than persecute the poor, I was compelled to
resign that situation; from which I became steward to a nobleman, whose
affairs were in great confusion. These might soon have been settled; but
in proportion as I arranged them, he involved them afresh, so that after
having served him four years with the utmost zeal and fidelity, I was
obliged to leave him as much a beggar as when I first entered his
service, and without even having received my wages.”
The Confessor listened to me with great attention; and surprised at
hearing a man, whose dress did not much prepossess him in favour of his
education, speak in such good terms, he asked me if I had ever studied.
I told him that I had studied most assiduously with the intention of
entering the church; but, that after having seriously reflected on a
vocation which required so many virtues which I did not possess, I had
given up such an idea. He was curious to ascertain how far I had gone in
Theology; and as all my lessons were still fresh in my memory, I
answered his questions in a manner which astonished him. My interview
with him lasted two hours, and he was so well pleased with me, that he
assured me of his friendship; and, in taking leave, told me, that on the
Sunday following he would advertise the purse I had found, in his
church, and that if I would call upon him on the Tuesday following, he
hoped he might by that time hear of some place to suit me.
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