or shell, these being holier than steel.  If thou hast missed the bush in Magdala, Master, thou must have seen it in Jericho, for I brought some seeds from Galilee to Jericho and planted them by the gardener’s cottage.  Esora, all that thou tellest me about the balsam is marvellous.  I could listen to thee for hours, and thou’lt tell me about thy grandmother and the Arabian who taught her how to gather the juice of the plant, but we must be thinking now of my friend’s agony.  Hast any of thy balsam ready, or must thou go to Jericho for the juice?—­you draw the juice from the tree?  No, Master, Esora answered him, I have here in my press a jar of the balsam, and, going to her press, she held the jar to Joseph, who saw a white, milky liquid, and after smelling and liking its sweet smell he said:  let us go at once.  But thou mustn’t hurry me, Master; I’m collecting bandages of fine linen and getting this kettle of water to boil; for this I learnt from a man who learnt it from the best surgeons in Rome:  that freshly boiled water holds no more the humours that make wounds fructify, and if boiled long enough the humours fall to the bottom.  I strain them off, and let the water cool.  Thou mustn’t hurry me; what I do, I do well, and at my own pace; and I’ll not touch a wound with unclean things.  Now I’ll get some oil.  Some hold Denbalassa is best mixed with oil, but I pour oil upon the balm after I have laid it on the wound, and by this means it will stick less when it is removed.  But is thy friend a patient man?  Wounds from scourging heal slowly; the flesh is bruised and many humours must come away; wounds from rods are not like the clean cut of a sword, which will heal under the balm when the edges have been brought together carefully, so that no man can find the place.  This balm will cure all kinds of coughs, and will disperse bile as many a time I have found.  Some will wash a wound with wine and water, but I hold it heats the blood about the wound and so increases the making of fresh humours.  Now, Master, take up the pot of water and see that ye hold it steady.  I’ll carry the basket containing the oil and the balm....  It was the Queen of Sheba who first made the balm known, because she gave it to Solomon.  But we must keep the flies from him; and while I’m getting these things go to him and take with thee a fine linen cloth; thou’lt find some pieces in that cupboard, and a hammer and some nails.  I’m thinking there are few flies in the gardener’s cottage, half of it being underground; but hasten and nail up the linen cloth over the window, for the first sun ray will awaken any that are in the cottage, and, if there aren’t any, flies will come streaming in from the garden as soon as the light comes, following the scent of blood.  No, not there, a little to the right, he heard her crying, and, finding a piece of linen and a hammer and some nails, he went out into the greyness still undisturbed by the chirrup of a half-awakened bird.