Who accuses this woman, and of what ?" A man stepped forward, that captain who had wished to put Miriam to death, and she saw that behind him were Caleb, who looked ill at ease, and the Jew who had guarded Marcus.
"I accuse her," he said, "of having released the Roman Prefect, Marcus, whom Caleb here wounded and took prisoner in the fighting yesterday, and brought into the Old Tower, where he was laid till we knew whether he would live or die." "The Roman Prefect, Marcus ?" said one.

"Why, he is the friend of Titus, and would have been worth more to us than a hundred common men.

Also, throughout this war, none has done us greater mischief.

Woman, if, indeed, you let him go, no death can repay your wickedness.

Did you let him go ?" "That is for you to discover," answered Miriam, for now that Marcus was safe she would tell no more lies.
"This renegade is insolent, like all her accursed sect," said the judge, spitting on the ground.