12 And then a poor, frail woman came, who carried in her face and form the marks of sin and shame; and without mercy she was spit upon, and jeered, and driven from the hall.
13 And then a little child, with timid ways and hungry mien, came in and asked for just a morsel of their food.
14 But she was driven out uncared for and unloved; and still the merry dance went on.
15 And when the pleasure seekers urged that Jesus join them in their mirth, he said,
16 How could I seek for pleasure for myself while others are in want? How can you think that while the children cry for bread, while those in haunts of sin call out for sympathy and love that I can fill myself to full with the good things of life?
17 I tell you, nay; we all are kin, each one a part of the great human heart.
18 I cannot see myself apart from that poor man that you so scorned, and crowded to the wall;
19 Nor from the one in female garb who came up from the haunts of vice to ask for sympathy and love, who was by you so ruthlessly pushed back into her den of sin;
20 Nor from that little child that you drove from your midst to suffer in the cold, bleak winds of night.
21 I tell you, men, what you have done to these, my kindred, you have done to me.