"The lord Marcus lives.

If he were dead they would have stripped him and left his body with the others.

He lives, and they purpose to hold him captive, else they would have suffered Caleb to put his sword through him, as you noted he wished to do so soon as he found his feet." "Captive," answered Miriam.

"That means that he will be crucified like the others whom we saw yesterday upon the Temple wall." Nehushta shrugged her shoulders.
"It may be so," she said, "unless he finds means to destroy himself or--is saved." "Saved! How can he be saved ?" Then in her woe the poor girl fell upon her knees clasping her hands and murmuring: "Oh! Jesus Christ whom I serve, teach me how to save Marcus.

Oh! Jesus, I love him, although he is not a Christian; love him also because I love him, and teach me how to save him.