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I
drew
aside
,
and
as
she
moved
slowly
on
she
murmured
:
"
His
kingdom
is
not
here
.
He
is
the
Son
of
David
.
He
is
the
Son
of
God
.
He
is
whatever
He
has
said
,
or
whatever
has
been
said
of
Him
that
is
good
and
great
.
"
*
*
*
*
*
"
A
wise
man
of
the
East
,
"
I
found
Pilate
chuckling
.
"
He
is
a
thinker
,
this
unlettered
fisherman
.
I
have
sought
more
deeply
into
him
.
I
have
fresh
report
.
He
has
no
need
of
wonder-workings
.
He
out-sophisticates
the
most
sophistical
of
them
.
They
have
laid
traps
,
and
He
has
laughed
at
their
traps
.
Look
you
.
Listen
to
this
.
"
Whereupon
he
told
me
how
Jesus
had
confounded
his
confounders
when
they
brought
to
him
for
judgment
a
woman
taken
in
adultery
.
"
And
the
tax
,
"
Pilate
exulted
on
.
"'
To
Cæsar
what
is
Cæsar
's
,
to
God
what
is
God
's
,
'
was
his
answer
to
them
.
That
was
Hanan
's
trick
,
and
Hanan
is
confounded
.
At
last
has
there
appeared
one
Jew
who
understands
our
Roman
conception
of
the
State
.
"
*
*
*
*
*
Next
I
saw
Pilate
's
wife
.
Looking
into
her
eyes
I
knew
,
on
the
instant
,
after
having
seen
Miriam
's
eyes
,
that
this
tense
,
distraught
woman
had
likewise
seen
the
fisherman
.
"
The
Divine
is
within
Him
,
"
she
murmured
to
me
.
"
There
is
within
Him
a
personal
awareness
of
the
indwelling
of
God
.
"
