His disciples said to him, "You see the crowd are pressing round you, and yet you ask, 'Who touched me?'"
Jesus said, "Who touched me?" As everyone denied it, Peter and his companions said, "Master, the crowds are all round you pressing hard!"
Now as the day began to decline the twelve came up to him and said, "Send the crowd off to lodge in the villages and farms around and get provisions there, for here we are in a desert place."
So Jesus went away with him. Now a large crowd followed him; they pressed round him.
Jesus was at once conscious that some healing virtue had passed from him, so he turned round in the crowd and asked, "Who touched my clothes?"
But he kept looking round to see who had done it,