"No, I am thirsty," Issachar replied.
Merira took a jug of beer off the table and gave it to him. He drank greedily.
"Why do you tremble?" Merira asked, noticing that Issachar's hands trembled so that he could hardly hold the jug.
He threw a cloak to him.
"Lie down and wrap yourself up, perhaps you will get warm."
"I am not sleepy, I will sit up."
"Lie down, lie down, I tell you!"
Issachar lay down on the couch. Merira covered him up with the cloak.
"Sleep. I will wake you at daybreak. We will go to the upper temple and meet Him there."....
Issachar sat up suddenly and would have kissed Merira's hand but he drew it quickly away.