He did not see her.

She flung herself between Momus and Nathan and cowered down until Philadelphus had passed from sight.

When she lifted her head, Momus was gazing at her with the light of shocked comprehension growing in his eyes.

Nathan, the Christian, touched her.
"Who was that man ?" he asked gravely.
She rose and laid her hands on the Christian's shoulders.
"My husband," she said.
Something had happened at the Temple.

She saw the Jews at the wall recoil from the dust of battle, rally, plunge in and disappear.