drawn to Him. Whilst He was suffering in the Garden, Procula, too, was suffering in a dream on His account. Terrified now lest her husband should do anything against Him, she determined to follow the proceedings as far as possible from one of her apartments where she could see without being seen. Here, at the window, she stood watching with alarm the masses of excited people now approaching the Prætorium.
Knowing that the chief priests were delivering up Jesus of Nazareth out of envy, Pilate was resolved to hear the cause himself and give the Prisoner a fair chance. He therefore gave orders that the priests should present themselves before his tribunal. But they would not defile themselves at this holy Paschal time by crossing the threshold of a Gentile, and the Governor had to go out and meet them in the great square in front of the Prætorium, called Lithostrotos, or the Pavement, from the coloured stones with which it was laid.
"What accusation do you bring against this Man?" he asked.
They answered haughtily: "If He were not a malefactor we would not have delivered Him up to thee." And in loud, angry voices they began to accuse Him, saying:
"We have found this man perverting our nation, and forbidding to give tribute to Cæsar, and saying that He is Christ the King."
It was something new to Pilate to find this sudden zeal for Cæsar, and he could not repress a sneering smile. But he was not going to condemn a man on no better evidence than their word, as they seemed to ex-
