Falling back and dazed with weakness, he lay still and slept again.
When he awoke rested sufficiently to think, he recalled that he had been twice stabbed by Julian of Ephesus by the marsh on the road to Jerusalem.

He had probably been carried to this place and nursed back to life by the householder.
Then he remembered.

In his search after cause for his cousin's attack upon him, he readily fixed upon Julian's rage at the Maccabee's preemption of the beautiful girl in the hills.

Instantly, the disgrace of violence committed in a quarrel between himself and his cousin over the possession of a woman, appealed to him.

And even as instantly, his defiant heart accepted its shame and persisted in its fault.