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All was as silent as a grave . . . almost. The tormented cries punctuating the Purim gathering had tapered away with the advancing night. Occasionally Yosef heard a moan from the crucified ones, a sound that almost could have been mistaken for a night bird's call. There was no release except in death for those condemned by Rome. For their sakes, Yosef hoped the bitter cold would speed their departure from this life.