64 I2« THE TISICZI OF GOD
" I ain coming presently," he said, and disappeared
only to return soon with a water vessel and a -rope. He
took the siulhns to a welL and gave them a bath. Then he
led them to his honse which, was situated a few yards from
the temple. They were welcomed by the tailor's wife
and children vith. immense joy and kindness. With great
love the family served both with a sumptuous meal. They
left the honse and returning- to the temple took rest for
some time. Then they started again.
On the way Ramuas queried Ramcharandas :
"Don't you believe, it was God Himself who fed us with
such love ?"
Ramcharandas was not in a mood to talk and kept
silent. The day passed. Another day came. At midday they
found themselves in another village. Here again they
stopped in the local Vithoha temple. The snn had passed
the meridian. Time flew swiftly and it was nearing one
o'clock. There was no sign of food- Ramcharandas was
getting impatient and restless.
"Swamiji, Vithoba is very slow this time. I am afraid
He has forgotten us altogether.'1
"Give up all thought of food, Ram. Simply remember
Him. Let us submit to His will,"1 exhorted Ram das.
Waiting for some time more—seeing nothing forthcom-
ing—Ramcharandas said that he would prefer to have
a nap, and lay himself down. But while hunger was keenly
gnawing at his stomach where was sleep for him ? He was
now and again lifting the cloth from over his eyes and
peeping in the direction of the street. Every moment he
looked for the coming of food. It might have been two
o'clock when Ramcharandas jumped into a sitting posture
and cried out:
'"Svamiji, swamiji, after all, Vithoba is coming-
behold, there He is in the street running to us !"
Yes, a dark-skinned man was hastening towards the
temple. Coming directly to the sadhus he enquired if they