It occurred to him frequently that even that poor slave physician and that foreign woman, old Miriam, who surrounded him with attention, and Crispus, whom he saw absorbed in continual prayer, were still human.
Gyakran elgondolta, hogy ez a szegény rabszolga orvos, az idegen, vén Miriam, aki olyan gondosan ápolta, meg Crispus, akit mindig imádságba merülve látott, mégiscsak emberek.