were fastened kindly on the face
of her who lay beneath his touch. Then did she open her eyes. Her
lips did part in a smile. She arose and by the open casement did stand
to breathe deep of the cool air. And those who had gathered in the
street to set up the death-wail, did cry, 'A miracle! A miracle!'"

"But it is not a miracle to heal those who are not dead. Do not the
Rabbis heal the sick?" Mary asked.

"And the prophets are all dead," Martha added.

"Wait and see," was Debora's answer.

CHAPTER V

HULDAH AND ELIZABETH

In a gala dress of blue with silver embroidery, Martha, her faithful
Eli close at hand and girt in a clean towel, awaited the coming of
Passover guests, for the few days preceding the Feast were used for
visiting, and Lazarus and his sisters had many friends. The first
guest to arrive was Huldah, wife of a Temple scribe. Martha opened the
door. The servant took his place behind a stool near the door with a
basin of water.

"Sit thee down," Martha said after greetings. "Let thy feet be cooled.
The way is dusty for ten thousand feet press to the City of David."

"Yea, from all the world they come to see the Temple of the Jews,"
Huldah answered. "For a week hath the ring of the hammer sounded over
the hills where the roadways are made safe, and tombs are fresh
whitened that none be rendered unclean. All Jerusalem is a guest
chamber. Where is Mary?" and she glanced about the room.

"She is in the garden with Anna and her Capernaum guest Debora. And
Debora hath been saying a prophet hath arisen the like of which hath
not been seen since Elijah went up in his fiery chariot."

"A prophet! A prophet!" exclaimed Huldah, greatly interested. "Whence
cometh he?"

"From Galilee--but the maidens are coming. Ask Debora."

In festive attire and carrying flowers, Anna and Debora entered the
room, followed by Mary, gowned in clinging white caught high on her
breast and falling away leaving her arms bare. Her hair had blown
softly about her face. Her cheeks were like almond blossoms and a
white veil caught around her head by a carved silver chaplet, fell over
her shoulders. After the greeting, Huldah turned to Debora.

"Hast thou said a prophet cometh from Galilee?"

"So I have spoken."

"Out of Galilee ariseth no prophet."

"From Galilee cometh Jesus of Nazareth."

"Jesus of Nazareth!" Huldah exclaimed, throwing up her hands.

"Hast heard of him?" Martha inquired.

"Jes