They walked silently, as if in deep thought, looking often to heaven and conducting themselves kindly toward all. They were unprepossessing in appearance, ragged, and emaciated by fasting and thirst. Others only laughed at them, jeered and whistled at them, scratched and plucked at them, tripped them up, and cursed them. However, bearing everything, they walked among the others as if blind, deaf, and dumb. When I saw them going in and out behind a certain curtain in the choir, I wanted to go in and see what they had there. But the interpreter pulled me back.
