He even gave names, and among them was yours, friend Benoni.

Therefore, because you have lent me money, although I am a Roman, I have come to Tyre to warn you to keep clear of rebellions and other tumults." The old man listened quietly, but not as one who disbelieves.
"All this may be so," he said, "but if my name is written in that book of the dead, the angel of Jehovah has chosen me, and I cannot escape his sword.

Moreover, I am aged, and"-- here his eyes flashed--"it is a good end to die fighting one's country's enemies." "How you Jews do love us to be sure!" said Marcus with a little laugh.
"The nation that sends a Gessius Florus, or even an Albinus, to rule its alien subjects must needs be loved," replied Benoni with bitter sarcasm.
"But let us be done with politics lest we grow angry.

It is strange, but a visitor has just left me who was brought up among these Essenes." "Indeed," said Marcus, staring vacantly into the sea.
"He told me that a young and beautiful woman resides with them who is named the Queen of the Essenes.

Did you chance to see her, my lord ?" Instantly Marcus became very wide awake.