In Gethsemane

182:0.1It was about ten o’clock this Thurs­day night when Je­sus led the eleven apos­tles from the home of Eli­jah and Mary Mark on their way back to the Geth­sem­ane camp. Ever since that day in the hills, John Mark had made it his busi­ness to keep a watch­ful eye on Je­sus. John, be­ing in need of sleep, had ob­tained sev­eral hours of rest while the Mas­ter had been with his apos­tles in the up­per room, but on hear­ing them com­ing down­stairs, he arose and, quickly throw­ing a linen coat about him­self, fol­lowed them through the city, over the brook Kidron, and on to their pri­vate en­camp­ment ad­ja­cent to Geth­sem­ane Park. And John Mark re­mained so near the Mas­ter through­out this night and the next day that he wit­nessed ev­ery­thing and over­heard much of what the Mas­ter said from this time on to the hour of the cru­ci­fix­ion.

182:0.2As Je­sus and the eleven made their way back to camp, the apos­tles be­gan to won­der about the mean­ing of Ju­das’s pro­longed ab­sence, and they spoke to one an­other con­cern­ing the Mas­ter’s pre­dic­tion that one of them would be­tray him, and for the first time they sus­pected that all was not well with Ju­das Is­car­iot. But they did not en­gage in open com­ment about Ju­das un­til they reached the camp and ob­served that he was not there, wait­ing to re­ceive them. When they all be­sieged An­drew to know what had be­come of Ju­das, their chief re­marked only, “I do not know where Ju­das is, but I fear he has de­serted us.”