You have the whole family." For love of them, Judah forgot his quarrel.
"Help them, O my Messala! Remember our childhood and help them.
I--Judah--pray you." Messala affected not to hear.
"I cannot be of further use to you," he said to the officer.
"There is richer entertainment in the street.

Down Eros, up Mars!" With the last words he disappeared.

Judah understood him, and, in the bitterness of his soul, prayed to Heaven.
"In the hour of thy vengeance, O Lord," he said, "be mine the hand to put it upon him!" By great exertion, he drew nearer the officer.
"O sir, the woman you hear is my mother.

Spare her, spare my sister yonder.

God is just, he will give you mercy for mercy." The man appeared to be moved.
"To the Tower with the women!" he shouted, "but do them no harm.
I will demand them of you." Then to those holding Judah, he said, "Get cords, and bind his hands, and take him to the street.
His punishment is reserved." The mother was carried away.