He wore a tunic of gray wool bordered with red, and a gray mantle hung negligently from his shoulders.

Limbs and arms were bare and his head-covering of red wool hung from his arm.
Costobarus, a little discomfited that he had been surprised with Laodice's dowry exposed, spoke briskly.
"Well, Aquila?
Prepared ?" "Everything is in order.

I am ready to proceed at once." "How many in your party ?" "But myself." "Have you ever been to Jerusalem ?" "Never." "How, then," Costobarus asked, with a keen look, "came Philadelphus to appoint you to conduct Laodice to the city ?" "His retinue is small; he could not come himself, and he chose me as safer than the other member of his party," was the direct reply.
Costobarus studied this reply before he questioned his son-in-law's courier further.
"Jerusalem, they say, is in disorder.

How will you get my daughter to shelter when you have reached the city ?" "Philadelphus hath instructed me that there will be a Greek at the Sun Gate daily, awaiting us.

He will wear a purple turban embroidered with a golden star.