They came thence to an island wherein dwelt one of Christ's disciples. Marvellous, moreover, was the island. A cell and a church were therein. They chanted their paternoster to God before the church. quoth the elder who was in the church: Welcome (is) the prayer of our tutor Jesus! What is that? said the sage who was in the doorway: in what place hast you seen Him? One of His disciples am I, saith he, >and I failed Him, and fled from Him on the sea, till I chanced upon this island, and I ate some of the herbs of the island and also of its fruit, till an angel came to me from heaven and quoth to me: Not rightly hast you done, quoth he: howbeit you shall bide in this life without death till doomsday. So I stand in that wise till today, and through him there comes not to me a meal at every none41.