“Look at our tears!” repeated all who were present.
Tears flowed over Peter’s face too. After a while he rose, and, stretching his hands over the kneeling figures, said,—
“May the name of the Lord be magnified, and may His will be done!”
Chapter LXIX
About dawn of the following day two dark figures were moving along the Appian Way toward the Campania.
One of them was Nazarius; the other the Apostle Peter, who was leaving Rome and his martyred co-religionists.
The sky in the east was assuming a light tinge of green, bordered gradually and more distinctly on the lower edge with saffron color. Silver-leafed trees, the white marble of villas, and the arches of aqueducts, stretching through the plain toward the city, were emerging from shade. The greenness of the sky was clearing graduall
