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Chapter 17
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“Stillyoudonotunderstand,”Miriampersisted.“Itisnotwhatheplans;itistheeffect,ifhisplansareachieved,thatmakeshimarevolutionist.Idoubtthatheforeseestheeffect.Yetisthemanaplague,and,likeanyplague,shouldbestampedout.”
“FromallthatIhaveheard,heisagood-hearted,simplemanwithnoevilinhim,”Istated.
AndthereatItoldofthehealingofthetenlepersIhadwitnessedinSamariaonmywaythroughJericho.
Pilate’swifesatentrancedatwhatItold.Cametoourearsdistantshoutingsandcriesofsomestreetcrowd,andweknewthesoldierswerekeepingthestreetscleared.
“Andyoubelievethiswonder,Lodbrog?”Pilatedemanded.“Youbelievethatintheflashofaneyethefesteringsoresdepartedfromthelepers?”
“Isawthemhealed,”Ireplied.“Ifollowedthemtomakecertain.Therewasnoleprosyinthem.”
“Butdidyouseethemsore?—beforethehealing?”Pilateinsisted.
Ishookmyhead.
“Iwasonlytoldso,”Iadmitted.“WhenIsawthemafterward,theyhadalltheseemingofmenwhohadoncebeenlepers.Theywereinadaze.
