He looked at His tormentors with sad eyes, not in anger, but in pity.
His disciples, terrified to death, had now come up, but remained outside the walls.

Peter was furious over the infamous betrayal that had taken place, and could not understand what had possessed Judas.

In sore distress he stood in the farthest courtyard where it was dark.
Then a girl tripped up to him on her way to the well for water.
"Here's another!" she shouted.

"Why are you standing here?
Go and do homage to your King." Peter turned in the direction of the gate.
"You're one of those Galileans, too," she continued.
"What have I to do with Galilee ?" he said.
A gatekeeper interposed: "Of course he is a Galilean.

You can see that by his dress.