Judah stopped, and took the hand gently from his shoulder, and confronted Messala, tears trembling in his eyes.
"I understand you, because you are a Roman; you cannot understand me--I am an Israelite.

You have given me suffering to-day by convincing me that we can never be the friends we have been--never! Here we part.
The peace of the God of my fathers abide with you!" Messala offered him his hand; the Jew walked on through the gateway.
When he was gone, the Roman was silent awhile; then he, too, passed through, saying to himself, with a toss of the head, "Be it so.

Eros is dead, Mars reigns!".