One of the Prushim asked the Rabbi to have dinner with him so he came the house of the Parush and reclined at his table. There was a woman in the city who was a sinner; and when she learned that he was reclining at the table in the house of the Parush, she brought a vial of perfume, and standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears, and kept wiping them with the hair of her head, and kissing his feet and anointing them with the perfume. Now when the Parush who had invited the Rabbi saw this, he said to himself, "If this man were truly a prophet he would know who and what sort of person this woman is who is touching him, that she is a sinner."
And the Master answered him, "Shimon, I have something to say to you."