Beruflich Dokumente
Kultur Dokumente
by Alfred Brenner
BOOK ONE
told she was going to give birth to the Messiah of Israel. Until
then no one knew she was pregnant. She wasn’t even sure
herself. She was having nightmares and more than once was
the goats were kept, and back and forth through the corn and
and her long shiny black hair hung uncombed down almost
to her waist and sometimes even covered her face like a veil.
When a group of peasants who had been forced off their small
strips of land because they were unable to meet the new tax
levies came through the village along with their wives and
children and aged parents, she who once would have been the
2
first to offer them bread and wine and milk for the little ones
and a warm place to sleep, even giving up her own straw pallet,
her chin who always wore black as a sign of mourning for her
husband (he having died more than twenty years before when
the tyrant Herod was young and still in his glory and a Roman
centurion was almost never seen in the vicinity) was sure it had
any man. Others claimed she was under the spell of the Evil
Galilaea and only the holiest of the holy were immune from
the local rabbi of the village and with the rabbi of the great
3
desert near the Sea of Salt. But no one had been able to explain
miracle had taken place. The blind, the deaf, the dumb, lepers
Among the throng were wise men and rabbis who sat for
predicted, from the night when Daniel stepped into the Den
But how long the time of testing might be elicited hot debate.
4
In the first place, argued a young black-bearded priest with
red eyes from long hours of study, the prophecy in the Book of
that Deborah was seen to rise to her feet. She had been seated
Now she stood there silently, stiffly, still apart, facing the
old woman who sat across the way in the shadow of her open
the roof of the mud hut: a grotesque figure with wings like a bat
5
hellfire. Was it Belial perhaps? A form Yahweh himself had
It was a hot day. The sun was straight overhead and there
scholars and the wise men turned their heads and now there
the slender young woman in their midst. She was only a year
knowledge far beyond her age. A white shawl framed her soft
beneath its folds her small firm still-developing breasts and her
long legs and her rounded hips that, when she moved, swayed
as gently as the reeds that grew along the banks of the Jordan.
with high fever and illness, and which aroused in their minds
evil thoughts.
6
had stopped moaning or crying out or complaining or even
insides, and the lepers, and the men and women suffering
as ice. Later people who were there that day would swear that
they had felt the weight of an unnatural presence, that the old
into a trance. Then her dry cracked lips parted and she began
trembled.
7
-And he will be the powerful right hand of...the...
Her voice trailed off. She inhaled. There was a scarlet glow
her mouth opened and her lips moved. -I see, she cried at last,
ancestors had worked the same earth, growing wheat, corn and
barley, cultivating fig and olive trees, and herding goats, sheep,
8
and a few cattle for almost two hundred years, since the time
when the priest, Mattathias Maccabeus and his five sons led the
great revolt that freed the country and cleansed the holy temple
followers.
Sarah (she was twelve years old at the time and he fifteen)
on to it. And there was a separate shed now for the cows and
goats.
9
the priestly aristocracy. But although he was able to hold on to
He had no heirs.
During the first fifteen years of his marriage Sarah had borne
the early months of infancy. After each death Shemei placed the
the rabbi said the kaddish and the entire village mourned.
and ashes and sat in their empty house alone, refusing to see
had taken its toll. Shemei’s black beard had become streaked
with gray, his squat body was bent as if beneath a heavy weight,
five years now she hadn’t conceived. Noah, the potter, thought
that the couple must have committed some grave sin which
angered Yahweh and was being punished for it, but couldn’t
10
possibly have done. Perhaps Sarah had been seduced by evil
flushed and her dark eyes wide with iniquitous fantasies as she
the two did at night in the intimacy of their own bed. Once the
peasants of whom the country was full, would join with him
assist him with the plowing, breaking the earth with spade,
mattock and hoe after the first rains had fallen and, often
placing the seeds in each furrow exactly the way he did. Toward
the feast of Passover the fields would become white with the
promise of the harvest, and months later when the crops had
sit down with him and Sarah at the immense table outside in the
11
courtyard to celebrate the end of the solemn ten days of fasting
pour the wine pressed from grapes grown in his own vineyard
another son. But by now the prayer was merely a habit, empty
most joyful moments of the feast, even during the height of the
At the end of one such festival, but a much larger one than
the feast of Succoth with citrons and myrtles and willow leaves
Sarah in a way that he had never done before, even when they
were first married. He tore off all her clothes and, with no one
every bit of her naked flesh, even the most intimate parts and,
ears were filled with music and close to poetry, the kind that
12
young doe-eyed bride and a sweet-voiced rabbi had sung the
Song of Solomon), she became soft and moist and receptive and
she held her husband in her arms and returned his wet kisses
and pressed her entire body close, wrapping her legs around
his hips, digging her nails into his flesh, and the two were as
milk on her nipples and the wild animal-like cry of joy and
Three months later Sarah quietly announced that she felt life
inside her womb. It was after sunset. They were about to retire.
goats from pasture and Sarah had put aside her weaving and
made sure there was enough oil in the lamp to last the night.
knees and thanked Him with prayers. This time, he felt sure,
13
a strong and wise leader of his people.
rabbi’s house, he told all the men present the good news and
But six months later when the midwife brought the howling
a slit; and his heart clenched like a fist inside his chest and his
she knew that if she had been born into any of the other so-
not male, which in his eyes made her something less than a
14
complete human being, had no choice but to allow her to live.
more active and alert than any of her brothers had been. She
Shemei’s every movement with her big black eyes, grip his
and would often laugh aloud in her high tinkling voice at the
her fat little legs, roll over, and gurgle happily. She rarely cried,
She was able to walk and talk long before her first birthday.
Ezra, the hated tax collector, and Joel, the rich grain trader from
gold chain around his neck and haggle and scream and bargain
to the last denarii over the price of the future wheat or corn
the area, searching from house to house for rebels and brigands)
15
but she completely captivated Shemei himself. She had, in fact,
become the joy of his life. And so, despite his deeply ingrained
sex, he grew to love and adore her almost as if she had been his
first-born son.
When his daughter was only four Shemei took her by the
hand and led her through the village to the synagogue in order
standing near the altar where the Torah was kept, the hazzan
was alarmed and the group of men chanting the Shema Israel
was shocked.
kissed the talliths as they removed them from their heads and
16
muttered through his beard. -Why should anyone try to teach
a girl the Law? When will she ever be called upon to read the
Torah?
but the vast majority were opposed to it. The arguments became
between neighbors.
of Moses, the sayings of the wise Solomon, and the words of the
prophets Elijah, Elisha, Isaiah and Jonah. They read again the
scroll of Leviticus and all five books of the Torah. They even
17
among the group of boys on the ground around the hazzan,
the school and soon began to form her own opinions about
By the time she was twelve she had begun to develop into
willed and even immodest. She was often seen on the streets
18
woman. Even the villagers were taken aback.
him. He rose slowly to his feet (the meeting took place outside
near the two giant fig trees in the place where markets were
sometimes held) and, facing the priest, bowed his head and
her proper respect for authority, that he had spoiled her with
too much praise and too much love. But worst of all he had sent
subservient to that of man (which had been set out clearly and
19
his daughter as a son.
-What can I do? he cried out. -How can I cleanse myself and
offer an unblemished lamb for sacrifice; then for three days you
robe for a long moment, then he dropped his gaze and slowly
eye biting her lip so hard it began to bleed and rubbing her
door of the shed was partially open. He looked inside and saw
20
his daughter in the shadows milking a goat. Her hands were
racing up and down the teats and the white milk was streaming
into an earthen pitcher. Her eyes were wet. He felt his heart
necessary. Even to his own ears the words sounded hollow. Nor
the house and told Sarah what had happened at the meeting.
wailed. -But how could I let her go on like she was? What the
priest says must be respected. I must obey the Torah. Why can’t
-What she needs, Sarah said quietly, -is the firm hand of a
good husband.
21
someone like our daughter, a woman who is more intelligent
and has more learning than most men? How can I blame
would carry out the discipline? Who would teach the children
22
tiny pearls of sweat stood out on her red face and neck. -But it
does not matter. The fact is, our daughter must be married. As
for her and for us. I could not bear it. Besides, she is our only
tell you the way the young men look at her...and how hungrily
wide, her eyeballs turned inward, Belial whirling her in his mad
ha-safer as the high priest had demanded. And so for the first
time in more than eight years she was no longer seen walking
her arm laughing and shouting with all the other students. And
23
The following day, which happened to be the first of Tisti
Deborah and Sarah who sat behind the curtain with the other
felt isolated and beset by guilt. Nor was he relieved when the
blast of the shofar, the ram’s horn, ended the solemn service
this year Yahweh closed His ears to his pleas and entreaties,
to have made matters even worse. She did not talk about it.
24
always. But as he often secretly watched her going about doing
even promised; that he was the cause. For there were eligible
after another.
too pure, too intelligent, too beautiful. None of the young men
one or two did contain a grain of truth, they were all lacking in
guilt, deeper than any other, whose source he could not fathom,
Still Shemei could not give up. The guilt was too painful.
25
greater effort to reach and appease the Almighty. He debated
with himself for a long time about what course he should take,
scroll of the Torah, the ark in which it was kept, the horns and
pray.
with only the light of the new moon to guide them and the
wheeled cart, was filled with people from all the surrounding
villages.
26
It wound through ravines and along the slopes of hills toward
talliths and tephillim and the women carrying jars and baskets
on their worn sandals and bare feet down toward the fertile
and groves of fig and palm trees with lambs and goats bleating
In the first rays of the rising sun, with the mists forming just
of sun had fully appeared on the eastern horizon, and day had
dawned.
There were none of the usual lines pressing about the gate, so
was strangely silent and empty. The narrow streets were half-
27
deserted and many of the shops and bazaars were shuttered. At
the wharves the fishermen’s boats were tied up and empty, and
Most work had ceased on this most holy of days and every
their hands.
its white marble facade visible from a long way off. As they
the high stone staircase and near each of the three entrances,
us.
But his words belied his feelings. He wasn’t sure what the
this show of force, some kind of incident. Lately more and more
28
disturbances were breaking out all the time. Bandits, terrorists,
off their land. Shemei knew some of them. Some had been his
the arrogant evil empire in Rome and its client king, the
brotherhood on earth.
29
It must have been bands of these rebels or bandits, Shemei
had taken place. Were not they the ones whom Herod’s
The pilgrims had reached the steps now and had started
their swords, separating the men and women into two lines,
-Hide this, I beg you. The young man facing her was thin
darkened from the sun and long tangled black hair. A tallith
30
was draped over his head and shoulders and he wore an old
herself.
She shifted her gaze abruptly. Her father and mother were
her bodice. It felt cold and alien between her breasts. Just then
the line surged ahead and the young man was out of sight.
up with her mother and continued stiffly the rest of the way
something about her expression, her walk that might give her
31
People were donating gifts to the synagogue. The porch was
Goats, sheep and oxen were tied up near the immense open
doors.
Deborah kept moving with the other women. She turned her
inside.
women.
vital and meaningful faith, the kind that Judaism with its one
32
Deborah, pressing past them, kept looking back toward the
come in now one by one. She felt tense and anxious. The knife
in serious trouble, unless she rid herself of it. But how? Drop
some strange bond had formed between herself and the knife’s
owner. She felt an obligation to return it. If she did not, she was
its owner? The youth with the wild brown eyes and the thick
more of a weapon than a knife) in the first place? And why had
More men from the group she had come with were
Had the soldiers found him out? Were they questioning him?
not understand her own actions, unless it was simply her fear
33
blinking in the dim light, spied Deborah and Sarah, and pushed
He shrugged. -Nothing.
He took his wife and daughter by the arms and led them
praise the Almighty, to offer our thanks for His many blessings
and to beg His forgiveness for our sins. Nothing more. You
understand?
nave, found a seat on the lower of the two benches, and began
to pray.
34
of daily repetitions and which he uttered now sometimes by
her marriage.
-Hear me, O Lord, Blessed be Thy name forever and ever. His
voice rose and fell and his body jerked rhythmically backward
and forward, expressing all the passion of his being. -Do not
force my child into the Den of Lions, I beg Thee. Do not force
her to live a life without a husband to care for her and a family
children, sons who will carry on our tradition and values, the
them. Nor was he aware of the young man who had just joined
the hazzan, the rabbi and the seven others around the richly
35
sculptured bimah on which the sacred scroll lay open. But
Aaron ben David, then saw the newcomer step toward the
Torah, kiss his tallith, touch the sacred scroll with it, and
passage Aaron did not step down as was the custom. Instead he
him (Deborah felt he was staring directly at her, his intense eyes
somewhat nervous.
36
-You know the place in Enoch where the prophet describes
his vision: ...And I saw that a white bull was born, with large
horns, and all the beasts of the fields and the birds of the air
feared him and made petition to him all the time. And I saw
till all their generations were transformed, and they all became
white bulls. The first among them became a lamb, and that lamb
became a great animal and had black horns on its head. And the
Lord of the sheep rejoiced over it and over all the oxen..?
know so much. Clearly he had studied a great deal, for the lines
afraid to imagine how he lived and what he had done (the knife
between her breasts scorched like fire), but she felt drawn to
of marble; he who has reigned over this land these many years
Belial, this monster with iron claws whose mouth spits fire, this
37
accursed creature, will one day, soon, find himself face to face
with the Anointed One and an endless army of the pious dead
dashed down the aisle, his worn sandals scuffling loudly across
this one. Among the worshippers there was confusion and fear,
who had disturbed the peace and tranquility of this holy place.
rebuilt the Great Temple and paid for his armies and his spies,
his mistresses and his slaves with the taxes he squeezed from the
If it was really true, if it was not just another dream. Men sprang
38
faces red, their eyes bulging, momentarily forgetting that the
Shemei rose from his hard bench and looked about horrified
at the sacrilege that was taking place. This high holy day and
all that he held sacred was being befouled and besmirched. His
39
an expensive silver-threaded robe over which hung a linen
tallith whose fringes came down well below his knees and
Shemei quickly squeezed out into the aisle, and the two
men embraced.
Joel would visit Shemei’s land during the harvest, survey his
40
But eventually one of them would give in and they’d embrace
he did own his own land. Joel, on the other hand, had not only
The lobby was filled with men talking excitedly. Outside the
41
came alongside him. -How long must we put up with
-We will put up with them, Joel snapped grimly, -as long as
like the young madman who interrupted our service just now. I
tell you, they are worth every drachmae they are paid. Without
he paused. -Of course, that young man is not the only one who
our people nothing but false hopes and will lead to suffering
-I have sat with you in your house and you have sat with
and broke bread together and fought over the prices of corn
and wheat. From the days when I used to walk from village
42
father, how many times have I looked at your land with envy.
And later, when I could afford to buy it, how many times
overseer. But nothing would move you. You know, you are a
faintly.
-But I can talk to you, Shemei, and you can talk to me. About
offer you on future crops. His voice lowered. -I can talk to you
too.
43
-Why should Yahweh be angry with you?
rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand. -My eldest son,
Joel shrugged. -They say. I was praying for him. I was asking
nervously. -My son is no Jew. His voice was hoarse. -Do you
hear me?
-Do you see him here at the synagogue making peace with
44
approves. Even if he does not fast she will find excuses.
could feel was pity for this man whom he usually envied and
call baths.
Shemei, you are a man who abides by the Torah, an old friend
45
Shemei could do nothing but shake his head helplessly and
control...
women were still coming down from the balcony. Among them
girl who is strong in her beliefs, who has high moral standards.
A girl who is not afraid of work. I would like before I die to see
Jason with his own family and children. I think maybe such a
thing could bring him back like a stray sheep into the fold. It
-I have yet to meet one, Joel burst out. -In the circles where
I now move, among the merchants and money lenders and big
46
members of the Sanhedrin even, they are all the same, like
time. I like wine. I like female flesh. And if Jason should want
pray... I...
from her. -She has become a young woman, a very lovely young
woman.
years and I did not see her anymore. Where have you been
47
out. As she did, Sarah pinched her arm surreptitiously and
And do sums...
Enoch, and...
-Enoch?
those men. That man who read the Torah before, the young one
terrible vision...
48
-Yes?
-Concerning what?
-Evil...
into the world. Enoch heard Yahweh declare that the nephilim
would die, but their souls would become evil spirits intent on
coming and going all about them. Joel, Shemei and Sarah were
she had said touched them in some strange way more directly
and more profoundly than anything they had heard so far that
day in the synagogue, even the passages read from the Torah.
-So what must we do, Joel now asked, -to protect ourselves
49
But Joel’s interrogation was not over. He continued to ask
her more questions, not only about Enoch and other prophets
and the scriptures but more personal ones, about her duties
at home and her friends and her attitudes toward elders and
luxuriant black hair, the simple white bodice that clung to the
her wrists and around her throat and on her long, beautifully
shaped fingers, and his left eye began to close as it always did
chanted and the last passage of the scriptures recited and the
year and moved slowly into the aisle talking and laughing. The
50
tension of the last ten days was over and there was a look of
performed.
over and sweating from a day of hard labor to find the merchant
waiting for him in his courtyard. Sarah had provided the guest
with a cup of the best wine, had made him comfortable at the
wooden table under the shade of the ancient oak, and was
basket.
crop which will not be planted until next spring; in fact, the last
51
fearfully. Joel will find an excuse to refuse further credit or will
We will be forced off our land like so many others, and where
will we live and how will Sarah and Deborah survive? The
merciless Yahweh, he felt, was still punishing him for his sins.
across from him and poured himself a cup from the wineskin.
The sun’s rays filtered through the branches of the great oak
and the checkered shadows moved back and forth across the
Joel shaded his eyes from the momentary glare. -You are
thanking Yahweh for the fruit of the vine, and Joel joined him;
Yahweh.
her.
52
Shemei avoided his eyes. -Sarah, where is Deborah?
Sarah barely lifted her eyes from the basket. -I believe she’s
your grandchildren.
-Truly? Among all the boys? You are fortunate to have such
a daughter...
53
daughter. His daughters all have husbands. -But surely Deborah
is not the reason for your coming to see me, he said aloud. -You
have a wife.
son, Jason.
between the eyes. He gripped the table to keep from falling off
Kippur. I have now examined all sides of the issue. There are
and nobles, and some slaves; some wise and some foolish. My
54
reaching down. This is a difficult thing for me, especially for my
not the rabbi say, go down one step in taking a wife? A woman of
higher rank might despise her husband. I hope you will forgive
perhaps, but I believe Jason needs a wife like Deborah. Not only
would she bear him healthy and intelligent sons, she would
keep his household under control. Her learning, her piety, her
moral character must, in time, bring him back to his people and
55
was good enough for his Deborah, problem though she was.
Yet this offer was different. The more he thought about it the
Sarah’s. They would not have to work so hard in their old age.
her the fortune of his family would take a new dramatic turn
in his body, he would praise the Lord and thank Him and keep
56
out. The contract took months to finalize. There were many
prospective bride and groom saw each other for the first time
feasted on roast lamb. These were mainly stiff and formal affairs,
feverish intoxication.
57
the Temple. Jason’s mother, Tabita, a portly and bejeweled
all the way with her father from Tabgha and stood there now,
barefoot in her simple white cotton dress with the pleats and
the woolen shawl around her shoulders that she had knitted
58
might be free to engage in his own important pursuits; and
then, almost in passing, tried to find out what she knew about
the rituals, the festivals, the preparation of food and the dietary
subjects that had been asked her, and that, with few exceptions,
interrogators.
run out on the whole affair. Often when she was alone, she’d
But only the oxen heard. She said nothing. Thus preparations for
her wedding went on apace and no one knew her real feelings
59
the vegetables, and the fish? Since not even the entire group
combined had enough money for the amount necessary for all
the guests, it was decided to invite all the fishermen from the
big occasion.
decision based upon the most traditional practice and the most
like that which takes place during the outbreak of a war. Indeed,
that followed the villagers about day and night. Every day one
60
heard stories about the Messiah (every week a new one was said
ill, perhaps seriously, and that riots and uprisings had begun to
the villagers plunged into the coming affair with that mindless
as Jason’s wife. It was difficult, even for one with her vivid
doubts.
Moving away from her family and her village to a new home in
a foreign city, among new people whom she did not understand
and who did not understand her, whose interests and way of
life were foreign to her own (even if they were rich) was not
61
obligation, a vital step toward her destiny as a woman, like
indeed, the entire village, very happy. And, among her friends
she continued to keep her true feelings secret, smiled often, and
for the first time in what would become the monthly ritual of
the mikvah, plus all the ordinary everyday chores that were
expected of her.
no one was watching, steal away alone into her tiny room,
(which was not actually a room, merely the space where she
and very carefully lift a corner of her pallet and gaze at the
knife that was hidden beneath it, which she was keeping for
the unknown young man who had thrust it into her hands
62
the blade seemed to come alive, like a bright mirror reflecting
her fingers gently along the razor-sharp edge, and always she
Once she cut herself accidentally and noticed two tiny drops of
blood on her white bed. They frightened her, but also moved her
Even when she was not actually looking at the knife, she
usual tasks during the day it would appear like a specter before
her eyes. No matter how busy she was it would always come
also invade her dreams at night: the perfect hue of the curved
not fathom. The knife was beautiful but dangerous, like certain
that only a select group of holy men were allowed to see, scrolls
63
sleep (and even during her waking hours) she would see the
young man to whom the knife belonged and hear his voice and
feel him pressing his weapon into her hands exactly as he had
done before, his black smoldering eyes gazing into her own,
setting her entire being ablaze. Where was he? Was he alive?
Would she ever see him again and return his knife?
She no longer had any expectations. Still she held onto the
often gave her, she was sure that they must be, in some manner,
So one day during the feast of Pentecost, she took her courage
did not mention the real knife, or its true owner. Only the one
in her imagination.
ones, studied her lovely oval face, shook his head slowly,
that her dreams were not unusual. Many young women before
64
their weddings had even stranger ones.
place, your visions will disappear, and the Almighty will bless
Not long after that interview (her wedding was now less
Bethsaida with her mother, buying some material for her bridal
veil at the small crowded market, when she saw across the tide
her.
She saw him for only an instant, but she knew who it was
immediately.
she had to lower her eyes. But when she lifted them a moment
later other heads and other faces were swirling by and he had
disappeared.
sun hung like a burning dish, and on the ground the night
65
buildings and beneath trees and bushes. A cock was crowing
now and then to bargain for fine linen or clay pottery or blown-
legs; then almost immediately, they began to fan out through the
about a youth who they insisted must have just come through
here, and describing him in such detail that Deborah was sure he
was the one she had seen. The commanding officer threatened
the fugitive was not apprehended. Ten young men were pulled
66
out of the crowd and told they were going to be crucified
-They think they fart perfume, his big burly partner growled.
swung their horses about, dug their heels into the animals’
sudden change in plans and where the young man had gone
returned to their own village. On the way back they came upon
67
trees. Two of the corpses lay almost directly across the rutted
dead men were most likely Jewish peasants, but it was difficult
clothes had been stripped from their bodies, their necks had
been broken, they had been castrated and their penises stuffed
was sickening. Gnats, ants, flies and other insects swarmed over
the dried blood and matted hair below the navel and crawled
into the empty gash where the genitals had been. Someone, a
travelling peddler, was muttering that the dead men were not
from around here and thus must have been suspected of having
talking about, never having heard of any riot, even though the
68
at Deborah. She tried to move away, out of its line of vision;
looking for. He was coming down from the cross, his arms
along her spine and beteen her breasts. She began to tremble.
vomited.
After all, this was not the first time she had undergone such
There would be wailing and tears and prayers from the family
rabbo, and everyone would talk about it sadly (or even angrily
for weeks and months afterward. And the villagers would seek
ways to assist the widow and her children, and soon afterwards
69
signal that the mourning was over. In time it would become a
of the recurrent cycle of life and death. One got used to it.
least not yet. Despite her surface demeanor, deep inside where
no one could see, she had gone into mourning. She tried to
cleaning the house and the outside areas where the animals were
kept, milking the goats, gathering the eggs, fetching the water,
and making the bread. But as she ground the barley between
until her fingers were red, inserted the fresh yeast, and carried
the risen dough in the sloping wooden trough on her head to the
outdoor oven, she kept seeing again and again that anonymous
skull, that half-eaten eyeball glaring rigidly at her, and then the
lover might.
70
commit unspeakable acts. Holding her breath under the water
same one she herself had been married in many years before)
in order to see how the thread for the veil matched the rest of
angel, her mother said). The bride herself felt like a maiden
being dressed for the coffin, that her marriage bed would be
her grave.
her mother questions: Did she know why the soldiers raided
at Beth Arath? Did she have any idea who those dead men they
Sarah shook her head. She knew nothing, she said, and
put them out of her mind and try to make believe they had
never happened.
between her knees and stared at the floor. The skirt of her short
71
linen undergarment was pulled up above her thighs. Sarah was
carefully folding the bridal gown but had just turned to point
voice with her eyes never leaving the floor, blurted out for the
she went on, her back began to tremble and the words caught
Sarah took her in her arms and soothed her, stroking her
long black hair and rocking her back and forth like an infant.
-It will be all right, she murmured, -it will be all right, Deborah.
Every young girl feels the same as you as her wedding day
along with his son, Jason, bearing gifts for the betrothed. The
the narrow rutted road, while the children, who would usually
72
officials, wealthy merchants, large landowners, ruling high
impressed.
-After the wedding she will not even recognize us, Zeitan,
But Hagar, whose left leg was shorter than her right and
really change.
73
give me many male children.
thanks, and with all due modesty. Sarah and Shemei were of
husband. Sarah felt the intimate moment she had just had with
so delighted he insisted that his guests stay and dine with him.
74
Unable to refuse without causing bad feelings, they reluctantly
consented.
Now the sun was dipping below the horizon and the world
in the courtyard lighting the oil lamp at the center of the long
for the gift of light, she saw Jason talking to Joel near the
grapevines that screened off the far side of the courtyard. She
it would be like lying in the same bed with him and receiving
his seed and bearing his children, when she spied her father
belt around his waist, and a tallith draped over his shoulders. In
his right hand he carried a short thick staff and his movements
into the house where Sarah was slicing the cucumbers and
placing the onions and lettuce on a large clay dish. She clung
mother would not hear the loud thumping of her heart against
75
her ribs, and waited until her limbs finally stopped shaking
from and how he got here she could only guess, but clearly he
had met her father somehow and been invited to join the family
Betah, and the two men from the village who had recently lost
their land due to last year’s steep tax increase, Nahum and
their places around the table beside Joel and Jason. All noticed
I showed him the broken olive press, and already it can be used.
-And the mattock too, Noah added. One of his eyes was
76
-Yes, there is much work for him, Shemei said.
awkward silence.
-So, Aaron ben David, Noah inquired, -do you live in this
-Further.
-Galilaea?
-Beyond.
Aaron shrugged.
-And so young.
-Praised be to Yahweh.
silently out of the house carrying a tray of flat cakes. She was
77
Shemei called out: -Deborah, make another place. Then he
child.
Deborah had halted and Aaron was looking her full in the
-She is betrothed, Shemei went on, -to Jason ben Joel who
Yahweh willing, -and if you are here, we would like you to join
us.
passed since that Yom Kippur day when he had caused such
had seen him only briefly. But so had she. Then why did she,
still kept, that had lain between her naked breasts, establishing
78
-Will he stay with us long? she asked her father as casually
as she could.
Before anyone touched his food there was the ritual of the
washing of the hands, first the left, then the right, according to
rose and, draping his long tasseled tallith about his head and
Sarah had baked that afternoon, and then the benediction for
future bride (who sat there, face flushed, sensing Aaron’s eyes
seemed distant and out of place with his carefully curled hair
grant her many sons) and, not least of all, to her proud parents,
79
Shemei and Sarah. There was also the playing of the flute by the
pasture she heard the cows lowing and somewhere in the distant
hills a lone wolf howled. Above the crooked roof of her father’s
Who was he? What was he up to? Why had he come? How
had he found her? Surely his arrival was no accident. Was it his
Yahweh made the young man aware, even over all this time
here?
ears. The men, hungry for news of the great world, had begun
Had the famine last year in Judaea taken many lives? And the
bad was it? Were the rumors about Herod’s poor health true?
80
Was the king planning to inflict any new taxes on them? Would
was Yahweh so angry with His people? What sins had they
from Above?
81
The newcomer shrugged. -Signs? Yahweh has indeed sent
people.
against Belial.
many of the Elect are waiting. In the desert caves to the south
the flickering light of the oil lamps. -In the center of Meggido
has seen the lion that dwells in the heavens descending like a
falling star, his mouth breathing fire and his roar like thunder. A
82
awoke from her terror to find a rabbi whom she had never seen
and was exceedingly tall and very beautiful and he had four
had been defiled and polluted with the most obscene practices
touches is transformed...
of the fig tree. The very movement of the air seemed to have
stopped; for it was clear that these reports had to do with the
husband, broke the spell. -Young man, he cried out, -the signs
and portents that you relate have all been heard before. Wizards
83
smiled skeptically, thrusting his large heavily jowled face
toward Aaron’s, -you can tell us when that great day will be...?
I have heard.
Himself known.
-When?
moment, his eyes alert, his hands nervously moving, and the
and ninety years, which means there are four and thirty years
echo -... in that day the assaults of evil will have reached their
Enoch, the moon and the stars will change their courses, and
will confuse the false priests and astrologers who study them
84
in order to make gods of them. Then will all those insolent
and persecuting the weak be driven from power... and all the
Deborah would recall Aaron’s words of that night and the quiet
the furtive way in which he tasted his food and how carefully
he sipped his wine, barely touching his lips to the earthen cup,
his eyes, even while he was quietly conversing, the thick blue
vein throbbing along the side of his forehead, nor his white
was.
bearded face had moved her deeply. She could not understand
85
then, nor could she explain later, the strange and powerful
attraction she felt for this young wanderer whom she barely
knew. Perhaps it was Yahweh’s doing (as all things are) but
it was already clear that ever since she had first seen him, it
was Aaron, not Jason, the man to whom she was betrothed,
dreams to fetch her from her father’s house on the eve of her
and she borne through the village in a litter with her hair falling
to her shoulders and a veil covering her face and golden rounds
the procession...
By the time the meal ended the empty moon had disappeared,
behind the dark devil clouds rising across the night sky. Aaron
and the men who labored on the land rose, muttered goodnight
86
The merchant nodded. -The one you hired today.
seen him, heard his voice. He drew his intricately woven tallith
to me.
conversation.
-It is true, Joel said. -What that young man said gives us
break out all over. He inhaled deeply. -But Aaron’s words cast
blame, point a finger, not at Belial, or at our own sins, but at the
87
wealthy and the powerful, at our rulers...
emphasizing each word with a blow of his fist on the table, -has
the great hereditary estate. It was less than a half day’s journey
were shipped all over the country and abroad, as far away
88
as Rome. The great aristocratic family that owned it, several
affairs.
-I was there only last month trying to buy seed for next
-People?
they could find, as he came out to survey the cornfield early one
89
morning before Sabbath. After they killed him they cut off his
-They were, but there were many peasants, also slaves and
joined in, for to a man they hated Melas and all his works...The
everything in sight.
-But some who were there claim this never would have
whisper, -if the laborers were not incited and led by agitators
-Agitators?
-Zealots?
90
Deborah, cleaning the table, glanced up at him, and listened
intently.
mocking the owners of Beth Arath and our sacred high priests
hymns to Yahweh...
ago...
happened to him?
-He disappeared.
-By the time the troops arrived, Joel explained, -most of the
91
whose name is not on the tax rolls. Every day they conduct
murmured to herself.
and glared into his eyes. -Tell me, what more do you know
she became aware of words issuing from her own lips and they
were saying, -Stop it! These are lies, rumors planted by the Evil
One.
And then there was silence and everyone was staring at her.
And her face was burning and her mouth was sand.
had done, but because of what she longed for, of what she might
do.
92
Her unprovoked and apparently unmotivated outburst in
nor the silent young man to whom she was betrothed, nor his
accept this explanation. Yet Deborah could not be sure and was
The room was dark and still. Her eyes remained wide open.
red gash spreading across the curved sky and streams of blood
Imps with black wings and long cruel tails were flying above her
head. They swarmed down, their thin black tongues flicking out
between rows of sharp white fangs. They crawled into her bed,
They touched her flesh in many places and wherever she felt
them she was left with aching insatiable desires. All at once she
was aware of soft eerie laughter and felt someone watching her.
Belial had entered the room and now she knew that this would
93
be only the beginning of her punishment.
She awoke with the first crowing of the cock, dressed, and
His help and His mercy. Then she kneeled beside her pallet,
make sure no one was watching, felt for Aaron’s knife. It was
there in the exact place she had hidden it. Slowly, carefully she
withdrew it. The sharp blade glittered in the dawning light. She
her father and the other field workers, intoning the morning
prayer. They stood and sat around the table very much as
they had last night, except now they were all wearing black
and at intervals they would all stand and sway back and forth,
gone to bed.
mind and singing along under her breath until the men had
finished. She noticed that, during the entire prayer, her father
94
kept glancing suspiciously at Aaron.
toward the fields to begin their long day’s labor. On the way she
once more at the young artisan who was still unwinding his
hurried along the path and caught up with him, touched his
-Wait! he whispered.
She hesitated.
She nodded.
smile was on his face. -You kept it safe for me all this time?
deal to me.
-I know. She dared not lift her face, afraid what he would
95
see there.
-But why...?
what he meant.
-A weapon?
by my father.
-Ah...
-I am sorry.
96
ask? -Are you? I have heard rumors.
synagogue.
with something she did not fully understand and was afraid of,
but wanted to give herself to totally, body and mind, heart and
soul. -How did you find me? she asked. -You did not know my
The shy smile returned to his lips. -It took a long time. It has
been almost a year. He cleared his throat. -I...I did not dare to
-I prayed...
97
-Please, she whispered wildly. -I should not be speaking to
whirled about, her skirts swinging around her ankles, and fled.
village awaiting her turn to draw water, thought she spied him
out of the corner of her eye. Even if it was him, she was sure
Deborah kept herself even busier than usual. She spun and
Sabbath lamp and kept watch over it to make sure the flame
did not die, added to her wedding trousseau and assisted her
out of her way to see him (or be seen) while walking to the
98
mikvah or returning from the synagogue with her friends or
During the hour when the sun was directly overhead and
burned with its most withering power Shemei and his hired
serve them wine and cheese, or bread and honey and grapes,
On her way back to the house she would seek Aaron out
his share. She would find him kneeling beside the olive press
work or the food instead. But though not a word was spoken
99
He remained in Shemei’s employ until a day before the
aside and gave him more and more jobs to do. In the village
asked him to prepare his son for his bar mitzvah and the young
had not yet been found for her, was shameless in her advances
even the shy Berenice admitted in secret that they had dreams
fault with everyone and even defying her elders. No one could
to the son of the wealthiest merchant in the area? She did not
100
As for Aaron he smiled at the girls but spoke little and was
example no one ever heard him mention the Messiah, yet such
talk arose more often and more heatedly since his arrival than
ever before.
Shortly past noon at the end of the first week after Aaron’s
bread and red wine along with some fruit, and was standing
his ankles and large delicate hands that hung below his knees,
101
-Where is your father? he screamed in his high cracked
voice.
asked politely.
breath. -They are on their way here. They will be here very soon.
orange.
-Tell me. Why are the soldiers coming here? Her lips felt
stiff.
-They say that some of the men who were in the uprising at
They take in for questioning all who help or shelter the terrorists,
-Who is this?
met you before, he said to Aaron, -nor have I seen you in the
this... with the soldiers, but...he shrugged, -it will pass, with the
102
help of Yahweh. I must go. Shalom. He swung around abruptly
and shuffled away toward the fields as fast as his short legs
animal behind the enclosure where the goats were kept, Aaron
longer remain here, he said, and started to carry it into the barn.
this. She could feel the tension in his voice. -Ask him please to
forgive me. But I must leave. I was happy to work for him. He
is a good man.
103
The smile tightened on his lips. -Have no fear.
like a noose. Every road, every path will be blocked. She was
-No! Aaron, do not go. She clutched his arm and held on
frantically.
reached for her shoulders, pulled her back close. -I will see
you again. He kept gazing into her moist eyes, gripping her so
tightly she had to press her lips together against the pain. -Have
faith.
to hurry away. She ran after him. -I know a place to hide close
find you. She gasped for breath, -Aaron! Her voice caught. She
104
stumbled over a rock.
-She shook her head. She lay on the ground, still breathing
hard.
She lifted her skirt up to her knee, rubbed her bruised flesh.
-I am all right.
place to hide?
-It is safe?
-Where is it?
105
dagger-like claws came out of the clouds, and demonic beasts
with long scaly tails coughing fire rose from deep within the
belly of the earth and that, during their terrible and bloody
causing gigantic slides and quakes. All that remained was this
still haunted the sunless ravines and caverns, and whose souls
to take refuge.
knew of this isolated and haunted place, and tried to avoid it.
she had lost track of time and space and hadn’t at first realized
On the contrary, for the first time in weeks she had felt at peace.
106
clouds floating slowly across what looked like a great blue
sea, she had felt closer to Yahweh than she ever had before.
After that she often visited the desolated area alone. It became
in her isolation, she could study again the words of the ancient
Creator had wrought and feel His presence always beside her.
There, too, more than once, she came upon, hiding in a gully
starving, often in rags. After her first fears and attempts to flee,
she came to know some of them. She brought them food and
107
fascination to the stories of their lives and experiences. And
Avoiding the main route, she led him through a low marshy
his knife to cut through the thick vines and once, despite all
mercenaries.
The sun was gone from the sky but it was not yet night.
winds had begun to sweep in from the desert far to the south.
Great Beast himself had emerged from the lower regions and
108
her head around quickly and glimpsed, through the screen
the pale mists that were rising up through the trees and bushes
from the nearby springs. But as they came closer she could see
prey.
She could hear his body pounding in rhythm with her own, a
109
them, the crunch of footsteps.
Several horses and men passed by. She could feel the movement
of air against her cheek. She blinked and her eyelids parted.
arm’s length from her head. Her throat tightened. Her heart
against a tree trunk directly in front of her eyes. She heard the
with their uniforms and then she heard them crunch away to
reached for her arm and helped her to her feet. -How far must
110
we still go?
She straightened her skirts. -We are almost there. The area
was swarming with gnats and flies. She slapped one off her
animals scooted silently into holes and under rocks and birds
under their feet was hard, full of stones of all sizes, difficult to
times he stubbed his naked toes and once he cursed out loud
back and took his hand to guide him. It was a simple natural
gesture but the touch of his flesh on hers seared through her
like fire. She sensed a similar reaction in him. Still neither she
111
feeling her way (because she had never before ventured here
the mountain. With each step small pebbles and stones were
Once she almost fell, clutching at him for support. He held her
tightly. For a moment close in his arms she felt like a small child
again, and was aware of his dark eyes gazing into her own as
her father’s often had long ago. But then she shyly drew back in
it was night, she realized that they were standing outside the
had held off until now only for their benefit. Then the sky burst
had formed and were churning and roaring down the sides of
the mountains, pulling earth and stones and small bushes and
112
cawed and dived.
the cave was so dark they had difficulty seeing each other. Soon
they came upon a depression that had been dug in the ground.
-Yes. They must have left quickly. They make fires in here
reassured him.
me.
She swallowed quickly. She had never told anyone this before.
howled and raged. A bat flew by. The one yellow eye of an owl
113
Suddenly she heard Aaron moving about. -I think I should
try to build up the fire, he said, -before the embers burn out.
the ground. He placed them very carefully, first one leaf, then
while she fanned rapidly with her skirts. The sparks glowed.
Finally a leaf caught and then a twig, and soon a blazing fire
leaped and danced in the fire pit, creating warmth and light
and awkward. She sat on a rock and stared into the fire pit.
-No. She wrapped her arms around her knees. -It grows
worse.
to return tonight.
-I know.
114
They will worry.
-Evil thoughts.
the side of his forehead was throbbing and his right hand was
clenched. -Still, he went on, concerned, -it will be bad for you.
me here the hour was late. Troops were moving all about. You
her.
115
his long curly hair and narrow bearded face and the tallith
thought, on the day he killed the giant, Goliath, and freed our
She watched him rise and open his bag and take out the
wineskin and two metal goblets. He filled them with the blood-
red liquid and he handed her one and together they chanted
insides.
she learned to love the great prophets and patriarchs of the past
very confused, for she could not understand how a revered high
priest from the Temple, a man from one of the ancient priestly
tribes, could act the way he had. He seemed no better than one
believe her own slanderous words. Still... since then she had
116
heard from several of her friends how he had plied them with
his couch. Indeed, Dina and Kara often whispered about what
the other young girls when they were at the mikvah together or
and not a few had blushed and had sinful desires and weird
frightening dreams. But none of them had ever told their elders
about it, for they knew no one would believe them. Rather, it
remarks that he had little love for any of the high priests. But
on their own behalf. On the road he had met all sorts of people.
Old and young, rich and poor, merchants and thieves, pagans,
117
his father, who was a stonecutter, had been crucified for an act
tremor in his voice and a slight trembling in the eyelid of his left
hysterical, men ran from shadows. The land was held in the
grip of a great fear. The Evil One and his demons appeared to
a sacred shrine or a holy place. Many fled to the desert and gave
desperate ones tore off their garments and ran wild and naked
over nettles and rocks into the wilderness. But Aaron was sure
that the Almighty had His reasons for causing these things.
girl feels that the Messiah is in her womb. And soon, for one of
118
heavy goatskin coat on the ground near the fire pit for her to
sleep on.
She lay down and covered herself with it to keep warm. She
slept on one side of the cave and he on the other. It was so quiet
she could hear the bats’ wings flapping and outside the rain
She loved this man. Her love for him was far stronger than
her feelings for the one she was about to marry. Moreover she
well, as the father of her children. But she also knew that such
save his life. And I did. I did. Inside she kept screaming and
She slept poorly and saw the figure of the high priest flying
above her. He was dressed in his Temple garb and his cloak
was flapping like a bird’s wings and his head was spinning
119
pattern were a group of men in sackcloth wearing phylacteries
of iron that clanged like chains when they moved. Their eyes
were red and glazed with hate, and they were hurling stones at
her. And she began to scream and gasp wildly for breath.
When she awoke she opened her eyes and saw Aaron’s face
coming in and out of focus. He had rushed over to her and was
kneeling beside her and feeling her forehead with his hand and
Her forehead, her entire body was burning, but she could not
stop shivering. He wet her dry lips with a few drops of cool
water. She tried to smile her thanks and with great effort she
asked him what happened to the flying priest and the men who
because she was going to die. She felt an urgent need to urinate
and whispered into his ear to help her (something she never
the cave and turned his eyes away as she squatted shamelessly
120
Beside her bare foot, as she relieved herself, a single flower
and bubbled. She felt a need to cleanse herself and stepped into
the stream, shrieking with the shock of the cold clear swiftly
before she realized it, he had jumped in beside her and was
up over her head. She felt like a child, the wild child she had
never been.
her kicking and squirming back into the cave. She was so wet
he had to help her remove her clothes and quickly wrapped her
in his coat, drying her with it and trying not to gaze upon her
and her right breast slipped out and the soft girlish triangle
her once more. But she knew he had seen her nudity and was
gently lowered her down onto the hard floor of the cave. He
121
bent over her, adjusting his coat about her like a blanket, trying
face was so close to hers she could feel his breath on her cheek.
doing to notice. His hair hung in wet curls over his ears and his
her: Behold, thou art fair, my love...Thou hast doves eyes within thy
locks...Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet... In her mind she heard
the languorous notes of a lovely lyre and saw just above her the
face of the beautiful young King Solomon. She lay there on her
with the music and the wine and the strong perfume, waiting.
pulled his head down and stopped his lips with her mouth.
like two animals in a death struggle. She bit him fiercely and
dug her nails into his back amazed at her own boldness and
122
passion. I am giving up Heaven, she thought, life after death.
But she couldn’t stop. The coat had opened again and slipped
off her shoulders. She was naked, but still she shamelessly
embraced him, kissing his mouth and his beard and his eyes.
though she was in fear and trembling, even though she knew
her mother and father, it would free her. There was no other
way.
Now she felt his resistance gradually weaken and her kisses
being answered. And his arms tightened about her and his
desire mounted in response to his and she felt herself rising like
a wave reaching a peak. Then in the dark on the floor of the cave
and then a scream suddenly deep down inside her which came
123
shake and tremble. And she began to scream aloud with all her
And then it was over and she was sobbing and clinging to
him, in fear and trembling, hiding her face in his chest. And he
was holding her, stroking her shoulders and hair and back.
when she gradually opened her eyes. The first thing she was
she felt his warm body curled against her back. His left arm
was flung over her shoulder. His hand hung loosely half-open
just above her left nipple. Gently she took it and slowly kissed
each of his fingers, then pressed it against her breast. As she did,
he came awake. She turned to face him and the next moment
their lips and tongues and hands and bodies were seeking each
again, but still it did not quench their desire. Each was a burning
marry. Both knew full well the sinful nature of what they were
124
doing. Later Deborah would admit that she sensed the noise of
dark spirits muttering in the cave and saw the yellow eyes of
demons and heard a howl that sounded like laughter. It was the
Evil Serpent who had first tempted Eve in the Garden, Belial,
the Devil, and now he was back mocking her with obscene
the sun rose higher Aaron sought to tear himself away, but she
committed blasphemy.
-Deborah, hear me. It was I who came here seeking you. Since
that day at the synagogue when I first saw you and gave you
125
hand.
He wrenched himself away and beat his breast. -Do you not
clothes and went outside and washed his hands and said the
noticed marks on his neck and shoulders that she had made
with her teeth and nails. There were others, she knew, covered
by his tunic, all over his body. The morning was cool. The sky
was so clear and the ground still so wet with dew it seemed to
-Yes, I know. But wait for me. I will return. She gripped his
the betrothal.
-We will hide you. Sooner or later the soldiers will stop
looking.
126
people the way. I cannot be married. I cannot have a home. I
will...
She touched his beard with her fingertips and repeated the
words of Ruth. -Then wither thou goest I will go. She embraced
him and pressed herself against him with all her strength.
-Wait for me. I will return before the day is over. Please be
careful.
-You also.
she turned quickly and ran down the path. She looked back
Deborah returned along the same paths she had come on.
She crossed the low swampland to her father’s farm and was
making her way through the barley field when she saw four
sharply to the left trying to avoid them, but one of them had
already seen her and the next minute all were pushing swiftly
127
through the recently harvested area in her direction. They
had found by accident and, guarding her closely, led her back
behind him and his short tunic was stained with blood. Deborah
best workers. She wondered what they wanted with him. She
caught sight of the widow Tamar with her drawn lemon face
a milky film over her right eye but who was so beautiful no
128
She was surprised to see that neither he nor the others were
working even though it was not the Sabbath or even a feast day.
She heard her name being called out and stared ahead to see
look different? Did her sin show? Could they see? They were all
Deborah, are you all right? What happened? Where were you?
The Syrians held them off; but Deborah, seeing the happy
eyes began to tear and her throat tightened so much she could
scarcely speak.
Shemei and Sarah, who had not slept all night, were overjoyed
The centurion then sat down across from Deborah and her
129
whereabouts last night. He wanted to know (as did Shemei and
Sarah of course) not only exactly where she had been but all the
details: when she left, why, why she didn’t return until now,
harsh edge) had she been alone? Both Shemei and Sarah swore
that Deborah had never slept away from home at night before.
-It is true, Shemei broke in. -I take a solemn oath before the
trusted no one.
stuck to her back and her breasts hurt. Always she had difficulty
could see right through her into her soul. It seemed impossible
for her to lie. Yet it was necessary. To tell the truth would be to
betray the man she loved, as well as the Cause he had dedicated
his life to. Fortunately her fertile imagination came to her rescue
and she was able on the spur of the moment to concoct a tale
about how she went looking for several lost sheep late yesterday
130
and before she realized where she was, it began to rain. She
story herself, she had wandered out into the wild country far
what to do. She couldn’t go home. The blasts from the sky
she could find was a big fig tree, but it was totally inadequate.
Lying there on the ground she saw the driving winds tear off
an immense branch right above her head. The rain soaked her
through to her skin. She shivered from the wetness and the
the tree’s thick trunk. When she awoke it was daylight and the
storm had ended. She removed her wet clothes, laid them out
She glanced swiftly at the Syrian. His eyes had never left her
face. The fingers of his right hand tightened around the handle
131
nearly about the same time you did. He is still missing.
-Did you see him? You knew him of course. He was working
His hard searching eyes found hers. They would not let her
her lies, her sins, only please please stop this. Nevertheless she
could not, would not flinch. Moments passed and she continued
Suddenly the officer picked his brass helmet off the table,
rose, bent his head forward slightly to put it on, turned stiffly
his deep harsh voice that he would return. Then he was gone,
arms and swinging her around as they used to when she was a
132
small child.
hurriedly into her ear: -You do not know what has been
him refuge.
the Merchant spoke the truth. He was indeed the one who
if she said even one word she would give herself away. Shemei
to come in and share their happiness and, while Sarah went into
Still, during the eating and the drinking and the overall
gaiety, the tension remained, for the soldiers had not departed.
until the fugitive was apprehended. The fact is, even in his
about him, who he was and the role he played. Some of the
133
work, that the path he had taken was the one that could lead
guilt that she was sure were erupting all over her flesh, on her
forehead and cheeks and between her breasts and on the most
end until well after the noon hour, at which time the women
began to return to their homes and the men to the fields and
their work-benches. Just as Shemei was setting out with his two
helpers (the other three had been taken away for questioning
beside him and asked if she could speak with him, alone. She
He then put his arm around her shoulders, led her toward a
row of tall oleander bushes, and asked her what was on her mind.
upon us. Soon we complete the harvesting of the olives and the
grapes... Then come the holy days, Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur,
134
then, praise heaven, the haknashah, the big event. Your mother
Deborah wet her lips. What she was about to tell him was
himself, reached across and gently touched her cheek with his
fingertips.
her close. -What young girl wants to leave the bosom of her
home and family? I do not want to see you go either. You are
my only child.
the same to you. He smiled wanly. -But your new home will not
135
-So...? He inhaled, patted her hair tolerantly. -I understand,
-No, she cried out, -it will not pass. I tell you, I do not wish
to marry Jason.
his impatience.
fiery red. She put her arm around his shoulders and patted his
back gently. -What does love have to do with it? You have a
duty to the Law, the Torah, the Almighty, to your family. You
are betrothed to Jason ben Joel, a fine young man, the son of
match. You will marry him and you will respect him and in
time you will come to love him as a good Jewish wife should.
And you will share his bed and bear his children...
cannot.
136
-You defy your father! Choking, perspiring, he gripped
her shoulders and began shaking her with such rage her teeth
vows?
live.
-I must.
She felt his shriveled eyes boring into her own and his
fingers digging into her flesh. She could not tell him that in
her soul and in the eyes of Yahweh, who knows all things, she
137
destroy him. -Father, she pleaded, avoiding his stare, -you must
Shemei shook his head slowly from side to side. -This cannot
her voice, but the words she speaks are his. He beat his chest
with his fist. -Woe is me. He wrapped his tallith tighter around
the leather thongs around his right arm and head and, bending
from mighty terrors nor from the arrow that flies by daylight. Then
she broke her solemn vows and failed to marry the merchant’s
son, Jason. Heaven’s curse would follow her all the days of her
imps. Her nipples would grow long as cows’ udders and she
138
would give suck to unclean beasts such as pigs and wild boars.
with lascivious thoughts night and day, and she would lust
after every man, even strangers, but none would have her.
Deborah hid her face in her hands and tried to shut out
their poison into the depths of her being. But her father had not
finished.
-Do you know who Aaron ben David, this man you seek to
marry, really is? he cried. Deborah lifted her eyes. The Syrian
fugitive was hiding. -I told him I did not know where he was.
as two mercenaries passed by. -This man you say you love is a
-I know. The officer already told me. But this makes him
and acted upon by many people. They are sure he was one
139
of those who incited the rebellion at Beth Arath and was also
a leader. But this is only the latest of many terrorist acts they
what he did?
-Vipers?
-If you were to marry him, your children would grow from
-Vipers?
-plows, scythes, and also he repaired them; but that was not
140
enough for him. Whenever there was a riot against taxes, he
Aaron’s mother was sold into slavery; the children all fled and
scattered. There were six girls and five boys. Aaron was the
youngest. All the sons, this officer told me, are wanted by the
authorities.
going on for a long time, ever since Herod became our ruler.
the magnificence of the Holy Place with your own eyes. I tell
141
golden cupola in the hot sun. It was so real she wanted to call
named Hillel. He shook his head. -But his father’s blood was in
those who did not accept them, they attacked with violence.
authorities. For, you see, even in such a dedicated sect the king
low Deborah had to step closer to hear him. -Only part of this
142
two merchants at the last market day in Kafar-Nahum who
-They surely did. The merchants said that along with other
young zealots, they climbed up on the gate and, crying out that
they were doing the will of Yahweh, tied thick ropes around the
eagle and with the help of the mob pulled it down. And that,
immense crowd that had gathered let out a great roar. He shook
his bowed head. -Surely the Evil One is abroad in the land.
nervously.
others? But what I cannot understand is that they are all young
men with learning, some rabbis, some even priests who serve
in the Temple... Of course when Aaron first came here I did not
know anything about him. And when I heard the story from
the merchants I did not connect him with the incident. But after
143
everything at once. He said the Temple guards were called out
the others and King Herod gave orders to burn them alive. One
homage.
-And Aaron?
through her body, but at the same time she felt a sense of pride
and admiration for the man she loved and wished to marry.
-Why then are you so angry when I ask for your consent to
marry him?
144
-But...
him you would spend your life in fear never knowing from day
-But I love you, he exploded. -I want for you a good life, not
to suffer and starve and grow old before your time. In less than
her, but nothing could convince him to use it. She wanted to lie
down on the ground and curl up and die. In a month life would
be over. Slavery would begin for her in the midst of feasting and
the same? Was she the only one? Why did she feel so alone...
145
despite what her mother had once said about all brides having
its way into her soul and spread its poison? Was she indeed
she have sought Aaron’s body with such passion in the cave
pearl, her mother’s joy, one month from the bridal couch,
All she knew for sure was that Aaron was waiting for her,
and that she had to get to him as soon as possible. But first she
She saw her mother coming out of the house and immediately
went to help her prepare the dough for the bread, then quickly
fetched the water, poured oil into the lamps, milked the goats
and completed all the other normal tasks required of her. After
that she went to the barn and, making sure no one was about,
the folds of her shift along with a sack of cheese, fruits and
She walked rapidly along the same route she had taken with
Aaron. Her eyes were everywhere and her heart was beating
146
wildly.
squashing the cheese against her body and bruising the oranges
and grapes.
She arrived at the cave well before the noon hour. The sun
that she became blinded for a moment and her throat caught
with the fear that he was not there. Then she saw him. He had
black and gum; but now he was on his feet emerging like some
strange being from the shadows. And the next thing she knew
she was rushing toward him and her arms were about him and
her back and kissing her hair gently, waiting for her pent-up
food she had brought and set it out for him on a flat rock. He
him uneasily about how her father had reacted to what she
147
had asked him that morning. -Aaron, I feel so alone and
but I cannot give you up. She felt her eyes misting. Through a
haze she saw him stop eating and move closer searching her
face.
hard and I can help you... I have no one but you, Aaron.
She felt his hands gripping her shoulders firmly, and drawing
her body to his. -I want you for my bride. Before Yahweh, I vow
mouth deeply into his. Kissing him, she inhaled on his tongue
and lips the pungent odor of the cheese and wine she had
148
began to form above her upper lip. She was aware of her nipples
His arms tightened about her and she felt his heart beating
But that could not be. Lying beside him on his heavy coat later,
her fingers entwined in his, she asked him what they should
do.
The desert perhaps. Perhaps the hills. Perhaps even a large city.
He frowned. -Why?
149
family I will be missed. There will be a great alarm. The troops
will be out searching through the whole area and we will surely
be captured.
will need food and drink. And I want to see my family once
-Now.
He shook his head. -No, I think the following day. The first
to release each other. She kissed him one final time, drinking
in the honey of his mouth. Again her face grew hot and her
150
the jutting rocks. She thought she saw a large black bird sitting
doe, every sense alert. The voices continued back and forth for
and the clank of armor, and then silence. She waited, listening
and hurriedly explained to her mother that she had been out
Almighty to forgive her for what she was doing. After all, both
Him and all of the Elect of Israel. Besides, she loved Aaron. Did
first day at the beth-ha-safer, with all the pupils staring at her
and the first time the hazzan struck her with his rod, and how
151
excited she became when she learned to read the words of the
ancient prophets from the scroll the way her father did, and
the terrible time of the plague and how the itinerant homeless
fearfully kissed her hand when she offered them food and drink
in sight reminded her of the years that were gone. But now her
Both Shemei and Sarah listened to her but of course they could
walks to and from the synagogue she did not see one soldier.
water, eggs, and fruit, set them out beside her pallet. She awoke
morning prayer and the departure of her father for the fields,
she told her mother she was going to take the goats out to graze
On her way she kept gazing at all the old familiar sights
152
and Isaac, whom she had raised, and a pet lamb called Judah,
about and she walked quickly, inhaling the cool dry early
morning air, and feeling the blood rush happily through her
veins. By the time she reached the cave she was almost singing.
He didn’t answer.
he was gone. But still she waited. Another hour went by. There
away without me, she wailed. He did not wait. He had lied to
cursed among women. But still she couldn’t believe it. It was
It was not until several more hours had passed that Deborah
153
finally started back. She seemed in a dazed condition, walking
who has been in the sun too long. She never reached her house,
but was found late in the afternoon by Nahum on his way back
from the fields lying in the weeds near the enclosure where the
could understand until the day her father finally took her to the
once did he look at his daughter. His head kept rocking back
and forth.
heard before.
after hour before the hard bench fasting and repeating over
Villagers came up to him quietly and asked him who had died,
154
the rabbi and the hazzan needed to have the name, was it a
carrying the food. For the first time since Magdala he looked
the wine and the bread, for the cheese and the vegetables, but
he did not eat. He told Deborah to sit down and in a low grave
way from her own lips was difficult, even though if he had
the story from the few facts that he knew. But why? he asked
the Devil.
155
Sarah however refused to accept the consequences of
Shemei later as they lay tossing sleeplessly in their bed. -No one
knows anything.
bear. And we must fast and pray and adhere more closely to the
Law of Israel. But still Deborah will marry Jason. The wedding
a falsehood.
a falsehood is necessary.
ask the rabbi or one of the elders. Surely one of them would
156
risk it. What Deborah had done must remain a secret. -Then we
-Yes.
-Surely.
happened?
157
pregnant. Their meeting did not take place until three days
after the Sabbath. The harvesting of the barley and the corn
was just about completed, the vintage was over, and so he took
of his daughter.
who had come to town to sell their corn, figs, wine, lambs,
flicking their tails to chase away flies. Often Shemei had to step
158
who was measuring a load of wheat brought in by a peasant
customs inspector, told him Joel was not in. He might be at The
copied from the one in Rome, and the public baths. Beside the
Like every religious Jew they irritated and disquieted him. The
cargo lost at sea, the high corn prices, the expected arrival of a
Shemei that Joel had been there earlier, but he had seemed
extremely upset about something and had gone to the baths for
159
relaxation.
-The baths? Shemei could not believe his ears. -Joel would
impatiently out of his one good eye. -Are you deaf? he growled.
He had never been in the bath house before and was very
room which seemed to him the height of luxury with its large
wall paintings and colorful tiled floor. All around him men
remove his robe. Startled, Shemei drew back and wrapped the
160
soft girlish voice. Shemei shook his head emphatically. -Is there
-But, he went on, -there is a young man named Jason ben Joel...
-Yes, that is the son, Shemei broke in. -But it is the father I
want.
-Do you see him here? the slave asked. Shemei tried to keep
his eyes away from the uncircumcised private parts and look
only at the faces. It was not easy. The merchant Joel was not
here.
161
were scurrying around, carrying food and drink to the clients.
figures sitting and lying about. He could hear voices and see
with a towel over his shoulders. His head was bent forward and
face.
-Shalom.
moments in silence, then let his head fall forward once more as
if it was too heavy to hold up. -What are you doing in a place
162
like this? he asked.
disturb you...
-You know there are still one or two details we have not
settled.
-What details?
Shemei wiped his face. In front of him were five or six Joels.
not want it. Joel did not lift his eyes but nevertheless he was
Shemei bowed his head. Hot tears mixed with the sweat
running down his cheeks. -Try to forgive her, Joel ben Levias. His
163
voice choked. -For my sake...and for the sake of Yahweh... He
and that a few were fondling each other in a sinful manner and
were even kissing, and he cried out in his soul for the Almighty
to deliver him from this evil. But it was not until he emerged
difficulty what had taken place and informed her that a new
help matters; and there was no doubt that all kinds of questions
164
of peasants that had been landless for generations. It was a
with street women and was seen drunk at all hours of the day
and night. He often beat his wife and finally abandoned her
ill from too many births and miscarriages and the effects of
watching her babies die. Her home was like a pile of rubbish. She
did no work, railed at her family, and died from the unknown
had few friends, was shrewd, ambitious, could work like an ox,
and was voracious to own his own parcel of land and have a
proper family. He had set his eye on Deborah a long time ago
when she was only ten and he was twenty-two. Her education
both awed him and attracted him. Besides she was already a
her father noticed him. On the day of her betrothal his world
165
more flamed up into joyful reality. Shemei accepted him.
Zebulon’s proposal (he was the first and only one who came
forward, for every other eligible young man the stain of her
took place. Deborah wore her mother’s wedding gown and was
a lovely bride, but she was present in body only. To the guests
He was named Simon and on the eighth day of his life, as set
would later become known as Simon the Zealot, one of the twelve
166
167