It is not only women who are jealous, Kohath, or so it seems.

Yet I think that you do your god injustice, seeing that even if this strength is his, he proved more merciful than his worshippers who knew well that I only grasped the veil to save myself from falling.

If ever I visit your temple again it shall be in the company of those who can match might against might, whether of the spirit or the sword.

Farewell." So we reached the chariot, near to which stood Jabez, he who had saved us.
"Prince," he whispered, glancing at the crowd who lingered not far away, silent and glowering, "I pray you leave this land swiftly for here your life is not safe.

I know it was by chance, but you have defiled the sanctuary and seen that upon which eyes may not look save those of the highest priests, an offence no Israelite can forgive." "And you, or your people, Jabez, would have defiled this sanctuary of my life, spilling my heart's blood and _not_ by chance.