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And
Pilate
left
them
in
the
court
,
open
under
the
sky
,
and
took
Jesus
alone
into
the
judgment
hall
.
What
happened
therein
I
know
not
,
save
that
when
Pilate
emerged
he
was
changed
.
Whereas
before
he
had
been
disinclined
to
execute
because
he
would
not
be
made
a
catspaw
to
Hanan
,
he
was
now
disinclined
to
execute
because
of
regard
for
the
fisherman
.
His
effort
now
was
to
save
the
fisherman
.
And
all
the
while
the
mob
cried
:
"
Crucify
him
!
Crucify
him
!
"
You
,
my
reader
,
know
the
sincerity
of
Pilate
's
effort
.
You
know
how
he
tried
to
befool
the
mob
,
first
by
mocking
Jesus
as
a
harmless
fool
;
and
second
by
offering
to
release
him
according
to
the
custom
of
releasing
one
prisoner
at
time
of
the
Passover
.
And
you
know
how
the
priests
'
quick
whisperings
led
the
mob
to
cry
out
for
the
release
of
the
murderer
Bar-Abba
.
In
vain
Pilate
struggled
against
the
fate
being
thrust
upon
him
by
the
priests
.
By
sneer
and
jibe
he
hoped
to
make
a
farce
of
the
transaction
.
He
laughingly
called
Jesus
the
King
of
the
Jews
and
ordered
him
to
be
scourged
.
His
hope
was
that
all
would
end
in
laughter
and
in
laugher
be
forgotten
.
I
am
glad
to
say
that
no
Roman
soldiers
took
part
in
what
followed
.
It
was
the
soldiers
of
the
auxiliaries
who
crowned
and
cloaked
Jesus
,
put
the
reed
of
sovereignty
in
his
hand
,
and
,
kneeling
,
hailed
him
King
of
the
Jews
.
Although
it
failed
,
it
was
a
play
to
placate
.
And
I
,
looking
on
,
learned
the
charm
of
Jesus
.
Despite
the
cruel
mockery
of
situation
,
he
was
regal
.
And
I
was
quiet
as
I
gazed
.
It
was
his
own
quiet
that
went
into
me
.
I
was
soothed
and
satisfied
,
and
was
without
bewilderment
.
This
thing
had
to
be
.
All
was
well
.
The
serenity
of
Jesus
in
the
heart
of
the
tumult
and
pain
became
my
serenity
.
I
was
scarce
moved
by
any
thought
to
save
him
.
On
the
other
hand
,
I
had
gazed
on
too
many
wonders
of
the
human
in
my
wild
and
varied
years
to
be
affected
to
foolish
acts
by
this
particular
wonder
.
I
was
all
serenity
.
I
had
no
word
to
say
.
I
had
no
judgment
to
pass
.
I
knew
that
things
were
occurring
beyond
my
comprehension
,
and
that
they
must
occur
.
Still
Pilate
struggled
.
The
tumult
increased
.
The
cry
for
blood
rang
through
the
court
,
and
all
were
clamouring
for
crucifixion
.
Again
Pilate
went
back
into
the
judgment
hall
.
His
effort
at
a
farce
having
failed
,
he
attempted
to
disclaim
jurisdiction
.
Jesus
was
not
of
Jerusalem
.
He
was
a
born
subject
of
Antipas
,
and
to
Antipas
Pilate
was
for
sending
Jesus
.
But
the
uproar
was
by
now
communicating
itself
to
the
city
.
Our
troops
outside
the
palace
were
being
swept
away
in
the
vast
street
mob
.
Rioting
had
begun
that
in
the
flash
of
an
eye
could
turn
into
civil
war
and
revolution
.
My
own
twenty
legionaries
were
close
to
hand
and
in
readiness
.
They
loved
the
fanatic
Jews
no
more
than
did
I
,
and
would
have
welcomed
my
command
to
clear
the
court
with
naked
steel
.
When
Pilate
came
out
again
his
words
for
Antipas
'
jurisdiction
could
not
be
heard
,
for
all
the
mob
was
shouting
that
Pilate
was
a
traitor
,
that
if
he
let
the
fisherman
go
he
was
no
friend
of
Tiberius
.
Close
before
me
,
as
I
leaned
against
the
wall
,
a
mangy
,
bearded
,
long-haired
fanatic
sprang
up
and
down
unceasingly
,
and
unceasingly
chanted
:
"
Tiberius
is
emperor
;
there
is
no
king
!
Tiberius
is
emperor
;
there
is
no
king
!
"
I
lost
patience
.
The
man
's
near
noise
was
an
offence
.
Lurching
sidewise
,
as
if
by
accident
,
I
ground
my
foot
on
his
to
a
terrible
crushing
.
The
fool
seemed
not
to
notice
.
He
was
too
mad
to
be
aware
of
the
pain
,
and
he
continued
to
chant
:
"
Tiberius
is
emperor
;
there
is
no
king
!
"
