Have I the Soul of a Slave or the Soul of a Free Man?

At the end of the ninth day I slid from the back of my mount with the feeling that I was too weak to ever remount and I would surely die lost in this abandoned country. Then a strange thing happened. All the world seemed to be of a different color as though I had been looking at it through a colored stone which had suddenly been removed. At last I saw the true values in life. With a new vision I saw the things that I must do. First, I would go back to Babylon and face every man to whom I owed an unpaid debt. Next I should make a home for my wife and become a citizen of whom my parents should be proud. My debts were