Elizabeth Miller, The City of Delight: A Love Drama of the Siege and Fall of Jerusalem
“ Julian, you are a bad combatant. If you must make way with a man," the Maccabee advised, "stab him in the back. It is sure–for you. Ha! Is this Emmaus we see?" They had ridden up a slight eminence and below them was a disorder of fallen or decrepit Syrian huts in the hollow place in the hills. It had been the history of Emmaus for centuries to be known. The feet of the Crucified One had pressed its ruined streets and His devoted chroniclers had not failed to set it down in their illuminated gospels. ”
