The disciples were a little terrified, and Thaddeus, who had good eyes, said: "God be merciful to us, that's the cruel weaver!" "We will calmly wait for him," said the brethren, and they remained standing.

When the rider was quite close to them, he dismounted quickly and asked: "Do you belong to Jesus of Nazareth ?" "We are His disciples," they answered frankly.
Then he kneeled before Peter, the eldest, spread his arms, and exclaimed: "Receive me, receive me; I would become worthy to be His disciple." "But if I do not mistake, you are Saul who laid snares for Him ?" said Peter.
"Laid snares, persecuted Him and His," said the horseman, and his words broke swiftly from his lips: "Two days ago I rode out against those who said He had risen.

Yet I was always thinking of this man who saw so strangely into men's minds.

I thought of Him day and night, and of much that He had said.

And as I was riding across the plain in the twilight, a light enveloped me, my horse stumbled, a white figure stood in front of me, and in the hand lifted towards Heaven was the mark of a wound.