³⁷ Then he found another man and said, Smite me, I pray thee. And the man smote him and wounded him.

³⁸ So the prophet departed and waited for the king by the way and disguised himself with a veil over his eyes.

³⁹ And as the king passed by, he cried unto the king, and he said, Thy slave went out into the midst of the battle; and, behold, a man turned aside and brought a man unto me and said, Guard this man; if by any means he should get away, then shall thy life be for his life, or else thou shalt pay a talent of silver.