Silent the two stood a moment. Then she said, "And thou callest him 'conqueror' whose wounded body doth even now lie in the tomb?"
"According to the mystery of the Way, he is more than conqueror."
"What is the Way, my eunuch?"
"The way of a seed of corn that passeth into the abundance of new life."
"Thy message reacheth the heart of Claudia but dimly. Hast thou not words to name this Way?"
"Yea, most noble mistress. In thine own tongue can thy servant name the Way."
"I listen."
"Via crucis."
"Via crucis," Claudia repeated. "And this meaneth?" and she lifted her eyes to the face of the man.
"That when in thy heart thou hast overcome fear and unbelief, then hast thou the victory over death and the grave. This be the Way."