"Moorcock, Michael - Behold The Man2" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moorcock Michael)It was 28 A.D.something less than a year before the-
crucifixion would take place, and his time machine was smashed. Now John the Baptist planned armed rebellion against the occupying Romans, but, if the Gospels were to be believed, would soon be decapitated by Herod. Certainly no large- scale rebellion had taken place at this time. Even those who claimed that the entry of Jesus and his disciples into Jeru- salem and the invasion of the Temple were plainly the ac- tions of armed rebels had found no records to suggest that John had led a similar revolt. Glogauer had come to like the Baptist very much. The man was plainly a hardened revolutionary who had been planning revolt against the Romans for years and had slowly been building up enough followers to make the attempt suc- cessful. He reminded Glogauer strongly of the resistance leaders of the Second World War. He had a similar tough- ness and understanding of the realities of his position. He knew that he would only have one chance to smash the cohorts garrisoned in the country. If the revolt became pro- tracted, Rome would have ample time to send more troops to Jerusalem. "When do you think Adonai intends to destroy the un- righteous through your agency?" Glogauer said tactfully. John glanced at him with some amusement. He smiled. resent the strangers most," he said. "When is the next Passover?" "Not for many months." "How can I help you?" "You are a magus." "I can work no miracles." John wiped the honey from his beard. "I cannot believe that, Emmanuel. The manner of your coming was miracu- ' lous. The Essenes did not know if you were a devil or a messenger from Adonai." "I am neither." "Why do you confuse me, Emmanuel? I know that you are Adonai's messenger. You are the sign that the Essenes sought. The time is almost ready. The kingdom of heaven shall soon be established on earth. Come with me. Tell the people that you speak with Adonai's voice. Work mighty miracles." "Your power is waning, is that it?" Glogauer looked sharply at John. "You need me to renew your rebels' hopes?" "You speak-like a Roman, with such lack of subtlety." John got up angrily. Evidently, like the Essenes he lived with, he preferred less direct conversation. There was a practical reason for this, Glogauer realized, in that John and |
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