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At THE appearance of Jesus the crowd roared and laughed and made mewling sounds like alley cats. But at the sight of the representative of Caesar they were instantly quiet. Jesus stood again, with thonged wrists, at the foot of the platform and near to His accusers, Annas and Caiphas.
Pilate sat out of doors in his ivory and gilded bronze chair. This was a defiant moment in his life. His simple, uncomplicated brain was whirling with discordant arguments: what Procula dreamed and what Annas had already reported to the Emperor about the procurator, and the blessed light in the eyes of the condemned man. He kept them waiting for his decision as he groped for words.