Tirzah moved, but her mother, divining her purpose,caught her and whispered, "Do not go-not for life. Unclean, unclean!"
Her love was in tyrannical mood. Though both their hearts broke, he should not become what they were; and she conquered.
Meantime, Amrah, so entreated, only wept the more.
"Wert thou going in?" he asked, presently, seeing the board swung back. "Come, then. I will go with thee." He arose as he spoke. "The Romans-be the curse of the Lord upon them!-the Romans lied. The house is mine. Rise, Amrah, and let us go in." A moment and they were gone, leaving the two in the shade to behold the gate staring blankly at them-the gate which they might not ever enter more. They nestled together in the dust.