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Updated: June 2, 2025

And now his blood will be on my head-as if I bad not sins enough to bear already, I must go and add this over and above all, to sell my own Joseph, the son of my old age, to the Midianites! Here, I will go with you now at once I will not rest till I find hint, clasp his knees till he pities my gray hairs! Let Heraclian and Orestes go their way for aught I care I will find him, I say.

Charles Kingsley - Hypatia — or New Foes with an Old Face