She must go, that was evident,
since not even for her, whom they loved as though each of them had been
in truth her father or her uncle, could their ancient, sacred rule
be broken. But where was she to go and how should she be supported as
became her? These were the questions that troubled them and that they
debated earnestly. At length her great-uncle Ithiel suggested that she
should be summoned before them, that they might hear her wishes. To this
his brethren agreed, and he was sent to fetch her.
A while later, attended by Nehushta, Miriam arrived, clad in a robe
of pure white, and wearing on her head a wimple of white, edged with
purple, and about her waist a purple scarf. So greatly did the Essenes
love and reverence this maid, that as she entered, all the hundred of
the Court rose and remaining standing until she herself was seated. Then
the President, who was sorrowful and even shamefaced, addressed her,
telling her their trouble, and praying her pardon because the ordinance
of their order forced them to arrange that she should depart from among
them. At the end of this speech he asked her what were her wishes as
regarded her own future, adding that for her maintenance she need have
no fear, since out of their revenues a modest sum would be set aside
annually which would suffice to keep her from poverty.
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