BOOK THE THIRD
3. Chapter III
(continued)
'Let him,' repeated a second voice, and he who thus spoke was in the prime
of manhood; his bronzed skin and Asiatic features bespoke him a son of
Syria--he had been a robber in his youth.
'Let him,' said a third voice; and the priest, again turning to regard the
speaker, saw an old man with a long grey beard, whom he recognized as a
slave to the wealthy Diomed.
'Let him,' repeated simultaneously the rest--men who, with two exceptions,
were evidently of the inferior ranks. In these exceptions, Apaecides noted
an officer of the guard, and an Alexandrian merchant.
'We do not,' recommenced Olinthus--'we do not bind you to secrecy; we impose
on you no oaths (as some of our weaker brethren would do) not to betray us.
It is true, indeed, that there is no absolute law against us; but the
multitude, more savage than their rulers, thirst for our lives. So, my
friends, when Pilate would have hesitated, it was the people who shouted
"Christ to the cross!" But we bind you not to our safety--no! Betray us to
the crowd--impeach, calumniate, malign us if you will--we are above death,
we should walk cheerfully to the den of the lion, or the rack of the
torturer--we can trample down the darkness of the grave, and what is death
to a criminal is eternity to the Christian.'
A low and applauding murmur ran through the assembly.
'Thou comest amongst us as an examiner, mayest thou remain a convert! Our
religion? you behold it! Yon cross our sole image, yon scroll the mysteries
of our Caere and Eleusis! Our morality? it is in our lives!--sinners we all
have been; who now can accuse us of a crime? we have baptized ourselves from
the past. Think not that this is of us, it is of God. Approach, Medon,'
beckoning to the old slave who had spoken third for the admission of
Apaecides, 'thou art the sole man amongst us who is not free. But in
heaven, the last shall be first: so with us. Unfold your scroll, read and
explain.'
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