1
Now this one, having endured this praiseworthy death, the third was brought along, and exhorted by many to taste and save his life.
2
But he cried out and said, Know ye not, that the father of those who are dead, begat me also; and that the same mother bare me; and that I was brought up in the same tenets?
3
I abjure not the noble relationship of my brethren.
4
Now then, whatever instrument of vengeance ye have, apply it to my body, for ye are not able to touch, even if ye wish it, my soul.
5
But they, highly incensed at his boldness of speech, dislocated his hands and feet with racking engines, and wrenching them from their sockets, dismembered him.
6
And they dragged round his fingers, and his arms, and his legs, and his ankles.