"No! No! Not this man! We will not have him released!"
"Barabbas! Barabbas!" was echoed and re-echoed by ten thousand voices.
This Barabbas, dear father, is the same fierce bandit of whom I have spoken, who was that day to have been crucified, with two of his lieutenants. But, at the loud demand of the people, Pilate was forced to send to the officer of the wards to let him go free.
Pilate, therefore, finding that the Jews would be content with nothing less than the blood of Jesus, returned sorrowfully into the Judgment Hall.
The residue of my narrative of the condemnation and crucifixion, I will give in the morning, dear father.
Your loving daughter,
Adina.
[LETTER XXXIV.]
My Dearest Father: