"It is Benjamin, my lost brother, beloved Adina!"
"I did not know you had a brother," I answered in surprise.
"We have long regarded him as dead," she replied with mingled emotions. "Seven years ago he became lunatic, and fled to the tombs without the city, where he has long dwelt with many others who were possessed with devils. For years he has neither spoken to nor known us. But oh, now—now behold him! It seems a vision! See how manly, noble, like himself he is, with the same intelligent, smiling eyes."
She then flew to take him by the hand and lead him toward me, all eyes being fixed upon him, as if he had been a spirit.
When he saw their wondering gaze, he said:
"It is I, both son and brother to those dearest to me. I am in my right mind and well."
"Who has effected this change, so extraordinary, oh, my son?" inquired Rabbi Amos, with trembling lips, and keeping his hand on Benjamin's shoulder, as if he feared he would vanish away.
"It was Jesus, the Prophet of the Highest!" answered he, with solemn gratitude.
"Jesus!" we all exclaimed in one voice.
"I could have said so," answered John, calmly. "Rabbi Nicodemus, thou knowest this young man well. Thou hast known him in childhood, and beheld him in the madness of his lunacy among the tombs. Dost thou doubt now whether Jesus be the very Christ?"