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Chapter 17
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ShelookedbeseechinglytoPilate,whocontinuedtoshakehishead.
“Letthemdotheirownbeheading,asAntipasdid,”hegrowled.“Thefishermancountsfornothing;butIshallbenocatspawtotheirschemes.Iftheymustdestroyhim,theymustdestroyhim.Thatistheiraffair.”
“Butyouwillnotpermitit,”criedPilate’swife.
“AprettytimewouldIhaveexplainingtoTiberiusifIinterfered,”washisreply.
“Nomatterwhathappens,”saidMiriam,“Icanseeyouwritingexplanations,andsoon;forJesusisalreadycomeuptoJerusalemandanumberofhisfishermenwithhim.”
Pilateshowedtheirritationthisinformationcausedhim.
“Ihavenointerestinhismovements,”hepronounced.“Ihopenevertoseehim.”
“TrustHanantofindhimforyou,”Miriamreplied,“andtobringhimtoyourgate.”
Pilateshruggedhisshoulders,andtherethetalkended.Pilate’swife,nervousandoverwrought,mustclaimMiriamtoherapartments,sothatnothingremainedformebuttogotobedanddozeofftothebuzzandmurmurofthecityofmadmen.
