Amongst these merchants there was one who was very rich, and infinitely charitable, but of a gay humour, and pleasant in conversation, addicted to all pleasure which decency permits, and loving not to deny himself any thing which will make life comfortable;—­for the rest, most affectionate to Father Xavier:  his name was Peter Veglio, the same Veglio who was with the saint at Japan, and who returned in his company.  Xavier being very desirous of his friend’s salvation, exhorted him, from time to time, to mortify his natural inclinations, even sometimes to chastise his body for the expiation of his sins.  Veglio understood not that Latin; whether he was too tender of his own person, or thought his sins were not of a nature to deserve such severities, he could never find in his heart to take up the discipline; but instead of macerations and penances, he gave great alms; and Father Francis received from him very large supplies, for the relief of such as were in want.  One day, the Father having need of a certain sum of money, to marry a young orphan virgin, who was poor and handsome, and consequently in danger of being ruined, had recourse to Veglio, according to his custom.  He found him engaged in play with another merchant; but the business being urgent, he forbore not to request his charity.  Veglio, who loved to be merry, made as if he were angry with him, and answered thus; “Father Francis, when a man is losing, he is in no condition of giving alms; and for a wise man as you are, you have made a very gross mistake in this unseasonable demand.”  “It is always in season to do good,” replied Xavier; “and the best time for giving money, is when a man has it in his hand.”  The merchant continuing in the same tone, and seeming to be displeased with the Father’s company, added, as it were to be rid of him, “Here, take the key of my chest; take all my money if you will, and leave me to play my game in quiet.”  In the merchant’s chest were thirty thousand taes, which amount to forty-five thousand crowns of gold.  The Father took out three hundred crowns, which were sufficient to marry the orphan maiden.  Some time afterward, Veglio counting over his money, and finding the sum was still entire, believed the Father had not touched it, and reproached him with want of friendship for not making use of him; whereupon Xavier protested to him, that he had taken out three hundred crowns.  “I swear to you,” said Veglio, “that not one of them is wanting; but God forgive you,” added he, “my meaning was to have parted the whole sum betwixt us; and I expected, that of my forty-five thousand crowns, you should at least have taken the one moiety.”