Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 17
Butnottomyeyecouldshehidethatfinestatureofher,thatcarriageandwalk,sodifferentfromotherwomen’s,ofwhichIhadalreadydreamedmorethanonce.
Fewandquickwerethewordswewereabletoexchange,forthewayjammedonthemoment,andsoonmymenandhorseswerebeingpressedandjostled.Miriamwasshelteredinanangleofhouse-wall.
“Havetheygotthefishermanyet?”Iasked.
“No;butheisjustoutsidethewall.HehasriddenuptoJerusalemonanass,withamultitudebeforeandbehind;andsome,poordupes,havehailedhimashepassedasKingofIsrael.ThatfinallyisthepretextwithwhichHananwillcompelPilate.Truly,thoughnotyettaken,thesentenceisalreadywritten.Thisfishermanisadeadman.”
“ButPilatewillnotarresthim,”Idefended.Miriamshookherhead.
“Hananwillattendtothat.TheywillbringhimbeforetheSanhedrim.Thesentencewillbedeath.Theymaystonehim.”
“ButtheSanhedrimhasnottherighttoexecute,”Icontended.
“JesusisnotaRoman,”shereplied.“HeisaJew.BythelawoftheTalmudheisguiltyofdeath,forhehasblasphemedagainstthelaw.”
StillIshookmyhead.
