And Abraham falleth upon his face, and laugheth, and saith in his heart, ‘To the son of an hundred years is one born? or doth Sarah — daughter of ninety years — bear?’
and he saith, ‘At this season, according to the time of life, thou art embracing a son;’ and she saith, ‘Nay, my lord, O man of God, do not lie unto thy maid-servant.’