ved。 He turned over as though about to rise； but； instead； he faced the wall and again fell asleep。 The serving lad made as if he would rouse his master； but Liu Bei forbade him to be disturbed； and Liu Bei waited yet another weary hour。 Then Zhuge Liang woke up repeating to himself the lines：
〃Can any know what fate is his？
Yet have I felt throughout my life；
The day would e at last to quit
The calm retreat for toil and strife。〃
As he finished； he turned to the lad； saying； 〃Have any of the usual people e？〃
〃Liu Bei； the Uncle of the Emperor is here；〃 said the boy。 〃He has been waiting a long time。〃
〃Why did you not tell me？〃 said he； rising from the couch。 〃I must dress。〃
Zhuge Liang rose and turned into a room behind to dress。 In a short time he reappeared； his clothing properly arranged； to receive his visitor。
Then Liu Bei saw ing toward him a young man of medium height with a refined face。 He wore a head…wrap and a long crane…white gown。 He moved with much dignity as though he was rather more than mortal。
Liu Bei bowed； saying； 〃I am one of the offshoots of the Han family； a simple person from Zhuo。 I have long known the Master's fame； which has indeed thundered in my ear。 Twice I have e to visit you； without success。 Once I left my name on your writing table。 You may have my note。〃
Zhuge Liang replied； 〃This hermit is but a dilatory person by temperament。 I know I have to thank you for more than one vain visit； and I am ashamed to think of them。〃
These courteous remarks and the proper bows exchanged； the two men sat in their relative positions as host and guest； and the serving lad brought tea。
Then Zhuge Liang said； 〃From your letter I know that you grieve for both people