An Uncertain Grace (8)

sIn Andalusio I was once told of a very poor fisherman who went about peddling shellfish in an basket. This poor fisherman refused to sell his shellfish to a young gentleman who wanted all of them. He offered to pay the fisherman whatever price he asked, but the fisherman refused to sell for the simple reason that he took a dislike to the young gentleman. And he simply said to him: “I am the master in my hunger.”