Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 17
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Eventsmovedrapidly.Overnightthewhiteheatofthecityhadscorcheduponitself.Bymidday,whenIrodeforthwithhalfadozenofmymen,thestreetswerepacked,andmorereluctantthaneverwerethefolktogivewaybeforeme.IflookscouldkillIshouldhavebeenadeadmanthatday.Openlytheyspatatsightofme,and,everywherearosesnarlsandcries.
LesswasIathingofwonder,andmorewasIthethinghatedinthatIworethehatedharnessofRome.Haditbeenanyothercity,Ishouldhavegivencommandtomymentolaytheflatsoftheirswordsonthosesnarlingfanatics.ButthiswasJerusalem,atfeverheat,andthesewereapeopleunableinthoughttodivorcetheideaofStatefromtheideaofGod.
HanantheSadduceehaddonehisworkwell.NomatterwhatheandtheSanhedrimbelievedofthetrueinwardnessofthesituation,itwasclearthisrabblehadbeenwelltutoredtobelievethatRomewasatthebottomofit.
IencounteredMiriaminthepress.Shewasonfoot,attendedonlybyawoman.Itwasnotimeinsuchturbulenceforhertobeabroadgarbedasbecameherstation.Throughhersistershewasindeedsister-in-lawtoAntipasforwhomfewborelove.Soshewasdresseddiscreetly,herfacecovered,sothatshemightpassasanyJewishwomanofthelowerorders.
