Conversation of an Apostle with one devoid of God's Wisdom

Summer dawns are so early that the time between the setting of the moon and daybreak is short. So that, although they have walked very quickly, at the darkest hour of the night they are still in the neighbourhood of the town of Caesarea, and a branch of thorn‑bush which they have lit, does not give sufficient light. They are compelled to stop for some time, also because the girl, who is not accustomed to walking by night, often stumbles over stones half buried in the dust.
«It is better to stop for a little while. The girl cannot see and she is tired » says Jesus.
«No, I can go on... Let us go far, far away... He may come. We passed here to go to that house » says the girl with chattering teeth, mixing Hebrew and Latin in a new language to make herself understood.
«We will go behind those trees and nobody will see us. Do not be afraid » Jesus replies to her.
«Yes, be not afraid. That… Roman is dead drunk under the table by now...» says Bartholomew to reassure her.