I may not be able to relay this story so well. I heard it once from another devotee. There was a boy who used to sweep Swami's room back when he was staying in India, before he came to America. When the boy entered his room, he saw that Swami was weeping and chanting, with his eyes cast down. At once the boy noticed there was a scorpion on the floor, walking toward his holiness. The boy was alarmed, and moving toward the creature, he told Swami, "There is a scorpion right by your leg!" Swami then looked up and gazed into the boys eyes and said, "Do not disturb him. He is devotee."