Had she done so both their stories would have been very different.

To her he was a clever companion and no more.
What made the thing more strange was that he loved no one else, except, mayhap, himself.

In this way and in that the lad soon came to learn his own history, which was sad enough, with the result that if he hated the Romans who had invaded the country and trampled it beneath their heel, still more did he hate those of the Jews who looked upon his father as their enemy and had stolen all the lands and goods that were his by right.

As for the Essenes who reared and protected him, so soon as he came to an age when he could weigh such matters, he held them in contempt, and because of their continual habit of bathing themselves and purifying their garments, called them the company of washer-women.

On him their doctrines left but a shallow mark.