t now, at last, he had entered
upon the right road.

Then he thought of Amzi. He must try to tell him all this. Surely Amzi
the learned, the benevolent, would rejoice too in hearing the story of
Jesus' life on earth, of his coming as an expression of the love of God
to man, that man might know God.

Through the dark streets he hastened, thinking, wondering, rejoicing. He
sought the bedside of Amzi on the flat roof.

"Amzi, awake!" he cried.

"What now, night-hawk?" said the Meccan, in his good-natured,
half-railing tone. "Why pounce upon a man thus in the midst of his
slumbers?"

"Amzi, I have heard glorious news of him--that Jesus of whom we have
talked!"

"Well?"

"He seems indeed to be the God for whom I have longed. They have been
telling me of his life, yet I realize little save that he came to earth
that men might know him; that he died to show men the depth of his love;
and that he is with us at every time, in every place--even here, now, on
this roof! Only think of it, Amzi! He is close beside us, seeing us,
hearing us, knowing our very hearts! There is no need more of appealing
to the spirits of the stars. Ah, they were ever far, far off!"

"And where learned you all this, friend priest?" There was an
indifferent raillery in the tone which chilled Yusuf to the heart.

"From Nathan, a Christian Jew, and his wife--people who live close to
God if any one does."

"In the Jewish quarter?"

"Even so."

Amzi laughed. "Truly, friend, you have chosen a fair spot for your
revelation--a quarter of filth and vice. A case of good coming out of
evil, truly!"

"Will you not grant that there are some good even in the Jewish
quarter?"

"Some, perhaps; yet there are some good among all peoples."

"Amzi, can you not believe?"

"No, no, friend Yusuf; I am glad for your happiness--believe what you
will. But it is foreign to Amzi's nature to accept on hearsay that which
he has not inquired into--probed to the bottom even. He cannot accept
the testimony of any passing stranger, however plausible it may seem.
Rejoice if you will, Yusuf, in the spring of a night-tune, but leave
Amzi to seek for the deep waters still."

Amzi was now talking quickly and impressively.

Yusuf was amazed. The light was beginning to shine so brightly in his
own soul that he could not comprehend why others could not see and
believe likewise. He talked with his friend until the dawn began to tint
the top of Abu Kubays, but without eff