[The Scapegoat by Hall Caine]@TWC D-Link bookThe Scapegoat CHAPTER XI 3/12
And when presently the voice rang out overhead, and the breathless town broke instantly into bubbles of sounds--the tinkling of the bells of the water-carriers, the shouts of the children, and the calls of the men--only one man seemed to see him and know him.
This was an Arab, wearing scarcely enough rags to cover his nakedness, who was bathing his hot cheeks in water which a water-carrier was pouring into his hands, and he lifted his glistening face as Israel passed, and called him "Dog!" and "Jew!" and commanded him to uncover his feet. Israel slept that night in one of the three squalid fondaks of Wazzan inhabited by the Jews.
His room was a sort of narrow box, in a square court of many such boxes, with a handful of straw shaken over the earth floor for a bed.
On the doorpost the figure of a hand was painted in red, and over the lintel there was a rude drawing of a scorpion, with an imprecation written under it that purported to be from the mouth of the Prophet Joshua, son of Nun.
If the charm kept evil spirits from the place of Israel's rest, it did not banish good ones.
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