BENONI A while later Caleb, no longer a solitary wanderer with only his feet to carry him, his staff to protect him, and a wallet to supply him with food, but a young and gallant gentleman, well-armed, clad in furs and a purple cloak, accompanied by servants and riding a splendid horse, once more passed the walls of Jerusalem.

On the rising ground beyond the Damascus gate he halted and looked back at the glorious city with her crowded streets, her mighty towers, her luxurious palaces, and her world-famed temple that dominated all, which from here seemed as a mountain covered with snow and crowned with glittering gold.
"I will rule there when the Romans have been driven out," he said to himself, for already Caleb had grown very ambitious.

Indeed, the wealth and the place that had come to him so suddenly, with which many men would have been satisfied, did but serve to increase his appetite for power, fame, and all good things.

To him this money was but a stepping-stone to greater fortunes.
Caleb was journeying to Tyre to take possession of his house there, which the Roman commander of the district had been bidden to hand over to him.

Also he had another object.