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    Douglas, Lloyd C.

    Lloyd Cassel Douglas was an American minister and author. Although Douglas was one of the most popular American authors of his time, he did not write his first novel until the age of 50.
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    • Chapter 21 Cover
      by Douglas, Lloyd C. As Peter neared the glowing fire he walked more slowly and diffidently, realizing that he had made a mistake to enter the courtyard. The half-dozen tall patrols, self-confident in their brightly polished helmets and scarlet-and-black uniforms, were awaiting his approach with an embarrassing interest. Yet, when he stood among them, taller and heavier than they, he was relieved to see something of friendliness in their faces. 'A chilly morning,' remarked the eldest, stepping aside to make room for the…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. Fully an hour before sunset on the fourteenth day of Nisan Jerusalem began to go into retirement. It was as if the shadow of some spectral hand had moved across the Holy City invoking silence. The bazaars and food-markets, seemingly responsive to a prearranged signal, were closing their shutters. Vehicular traffic was rapidly clearing from the streets. The pedestrian throngs were melting away. Only the Roman patrols remained. Residents and their Jewish relatives and guests from afar were quietly…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. Captain Fulvius, never given to rash predictions, had remarked at sunset to his most important passenger that if this brisk breeze continued through the night The Vestris might see Gaza at dawn. 'Good!' exclaimed the Proconsul. 'I shall go down and tell poor old Brutus.' 'Better take a handful of sugar along,' advised the Captain. 'Your poor old Brutus is getting mean. Yesterday, when I went down for a friendly word with the horses, he laid his ears back and bared his teeth. I'm afraid he is at the…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. Again the rains came on, earlier than usual this time but gentle and intermittent, in comforting contrast to the relentless ferocity of last winter's storms. Sometimes there would be two or three consecutive days without showers, though the sky remained obdurately overcast and nobody ventured very far from home unless his errand was urgent. Jesus seemed glad to retire to Andrew's cosy cottage in Capernaum and the old house resumed its service as headquarters for most of the devoted band that had left…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. The longest week that Voldi had ever spent elapsed before Felix called at the prison. It seemed doubtful that their friendship would survive. It was after supper when he came. Twilight was settling. The dim oil-lamp had been lighted. Voldi was sitting apathetically on his bunk when he heard an argument in the corridor. 'The Prefect isn't going to like this, you know,' the fat jailor was whimpering. 'Did you have orders that no one was to see the Arabian?' came the irritated voice of…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. They were finishing a leisurely breakfast. It was the first time the four of them had eaten a meal together for many weeks. Peter's place at the square table faced the kitchen door; Hannah sat opposite him; Andrew was on his right; and, across from Andrew, Esther dropped down between her frequent excursions to the kitchen, for she had insisted on doing all the serving. At appropriate intervals she had brought in the stewed figs, cups of milk for Hannah, Andrew, and herself, a tall mug of pomegranate…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. The annual week of the Passover would begin tomorrow; and Antipas, who had always anticipated its games, processions and ceremonies with pleasure, was troubled by its arrival. His Roman house-guests at the Embassy, already bored to forthright rudeness toward their host, would find it a dull affair. He now realized that it had been a mistake to invite so many of them. He might have managed comfortably with two or three, but—ignoring the warning of Herodias, who was not particularly chummy with any of…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. As had been predicted during the long season of the rains, spring—as if to atone for tardiness—now came forward fast, fragrant, beautiful. Nobody could remember such an abundance or variety of wild flowers along the roads and on the hillsides. Indeed gay blossoms bloomed in desert places and even the most arid areas on the Plains of Esdraelon offered pasturage. Not much farm work had begun yet, for the fields were still too wet for ploughing, but everybody along the western shore of Lake…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. Now that the weather had become too inclement for outdoor assemblies, comfortable lodging was found for Jesus in the well-kept cottage that had belonged to the departed Jonas and Rachael. It had been Andrew's suggestion. The snug little home in Capernaum, though jointly owned by the two brothers, had been the elder's special care, for Simon's chief concern was his fleet; and, besides, Andrew's memories of his childhood were more cherishable. While privately agreeing with his prosperous brother that…
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      by Douglas, Lloyd C. Considering all the dangers she had faced and escaped on her audacious journey from the mountains of Southern Arabia to the Sea of Galilee, the young daughter of the Tetrarch felt that her expedition had been singularly successful. However shabbily the gods had treated her in filling her veins with the incompatible blood of two mutually contemptuous nations, making it impossible for her to feel at home in either of their lands, it was clear that her quest of vengeance had not been disapproved on Mount…
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