"Sometime you will find strangers awaiting you there, also without the password.

You will lose Jerusalem trifling with me.

I have spoken!" John filliped her ear as he passed through into a corridor which must have led into the Temple precincts.

Under the light, Laodice saw that he was a middle-aged Jew, not handsome, but luxuriant with virility.
His face showed great ability with no conscience, and force and charm without balance or morals.

Here, then, thought Laodice, is the first of Philadelphus' enemies.
The idler in the exedra, meanwhile, was awaiting the speech of her visitor.
"Art thou she whom I seek ?" Laodice asked.