Hardly anything holds the children up, each poised mid-air, barely the ball of one
small foot kissing the chair's wood, so they don't just step across, but pause above the water.
Gregory took special note of the woman who, having lived a wild life, brought oil of myrrh in a
small flask, wetted Jesus»
feet with tears, wiped them with her hair,
kissed them, and anointed them with the myrrh.