James Jacques Joseph Tissot Too Early

James Jacques Joseph Tissot Too EarlyJames Jacques Joseph Tissot Hide and SeekMartin Johnson Heade Orchids and Hummingbird
glanced at the deacon. Not Cenobiarch yet, so uncrowned. Among the Iams and bishops standing uncertainly in the open doorway, his bald head gleamed in the morning light.
"Come on, then," said Urn.
"Come on what?"
"We can rush Brutha's going to die anyway. But this way it'll mean something. People don't understand, really under­stand, about the shape of the universe and all that stuff, but they'll remember what Vorbis did to a man. Right? We can make Brutha's death a symbol for peo­ple, don't you see?"
Urn stared at the distant figure of Brutha. It was naked, except for a loin-cloth.
"A symbol?" he said. His throat was dry.
"It has to be."the steps and save him!""There's more of them than there are of us," said Simony."Well, haven't there always been? There's not mag­ically more of them than there are of us just because they've got Brutha, are there?"Simony grabbed his arm."Think logically, will you?" he said. "You're a phi­losopher, aren't you? Look at the crowd!"Urn looked at the crowd."Well?""They don't like it,." Simon turned. "Look,