An old rabbi was lying ill in bed and his disciples were holding a whispered conversation at his bedside. They were extolling his unparalleled virtues. "Not since the time of Solomon has there been one as wise as he," said one of them. "And his faith! It equals that of our father Abraham!" said another. "Surely his patience equals that of Job." said a third. "Only in Moses can we find someone who conversed as in intimately with God" said a fourth. The rabbi seemed restless. When the disciples had gone his wife said to him. "Did you hear them sing your praises?" "I did." said the rabbi. "Then why are you so fretful?" said his wife. "My modesty," complained the rabbi. "No one mentioned my modesty!"