And they talked together.
"He can't suffer much longer." "No, I've had some experience.

I've been here every Passover.

But this time----" "If I only knew what is written on the tablet." "Over His head?
My sight seems to have gone." "Inri!" exclaimed somebody, "Inri! Somebody calls out 'Inri.'" "Those are the letters on the tablet." "But the man's name's not Inri." "Something quite different, my friend.

That is Pilate's joke.

_Jesus Nazarenus Rex Judaeorum_." "Don't talk to me in that accursed Latin tongue." "In good Hebrew: Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews." "Now, they've got Him in the middle," said another, for the two robbers had been hoisted up to the right and left of Him.