Bending low, almost unnoticed, she hurried through the crowd, stooped down before Jesus, and began to rub His feet with ointment from a casket.

He calmly permitted it; but His host thought to himself: No, He is no prophet, or He would know who it is that is anointing His feet.

Isn't she the sinner of Magdala?
Jesus guessed his thoughts, and said: "My friend, I will tell you something.

Here is a man who has two debtors.

One owes him fifty pence, and the other five hundred.