“An old man does not mean a lame man. The next time the physician comes from Damascus, see him”
“You are too busy with your sheep.”
Eliyahu straightens. He looks around, sees Yannai, panting, red-faced, struggling toward him.
When he nears, Eliyahu orders him to throw down his walking stick and take a few steps. He kneels down and watches.
“Your leg is still not healed.”
A cloud passes over Yannai’s face.
“What do you want of an old man?”
“An old man does not mean a lame man. The next time the physician comes from Damascus, see him.”
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