“They’re using your name.”

“Are you sure?”

“Saul is claiming that he has your permission.  They have already arrested him.  He will be put to death if you do not return immediately.  You could be there by nightfall.”

Gamaliel paused to think.  Beth-lehem was only a few hours away from Yerushalayim if he could get a ride in one of the carts that were constantly going to the market in the city.  But could he do anything now?  He doubted it.  It was too late.  The damage was done.

“Why did you come to tell me this?”

Onkelos just looked at him.  He was a Greek, a proselyte who wanted to study the Law.  He was a gentle and good man.

“I am sorry.  Thank you, my friend.  Rest tonight and we will go in the morning to see what can be done.”

Onkelos looked at him a moment longer, unwilling to say what both of them were thinking.  Tomorrow may be too late.


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The Temptations of the Cross by Bert A. Amsing
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