The tax-gatherer gave the speaker an approving glance, and sighed.
Then Jesus asked him: "Are you fond of her ?" "She is his neighbour!" observed a cheerful-looking little man who formed one of the band of travellers.

The jesting word referred to the Master's speech of the day before on love of one's neighbour.
Levi nodded thoughtfully and said: "Yes, gentlemen, she is my nearest--enemy." "Isn't she your wife ?" asked Simon.
Without answering him, the tax-gatherer said: "I am a publican, and blessed with mistrust as far as my eye can reach.

Yet all those without do not cause me as much annoyance as she who is nearest me in my house." One of the men laid his hand on his shoulder: "Then, friend, see that she is no longer your nearest.

Come with us.

We have left our wives and all the rest of our belongings to go with Him.