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Ansell, Sugarman was the only person scandalized. Shosshi's irrepressible spirit of romance had robbed him of his commission. But Meckisch danced with Shosshi Shmendrik at the wedding, while the Calloh footed it with the Russian giantess. The men danced in one-half of the room, the women in the other. "Beenah, hast thou heard aught about our Daniel?"
Daniel could not have described these things, nor did he speak of them, which was a pity. Once and once only in the ferment of free thought he had uncorked his soul, and it had run over with much froth, and thenceforward old Mendel Hyams and Beenah, his wife, opposed more furrowed foreheads to a world too strong for them.
Beenah bore her husband four children, of whom the elder two died; but the marriage did not beget affection, often the inverse offspring of such unions. Beenah was a dutiful housewife and Mendel Hyams supported her faithfully so long as his children would let him. Love never flew out of the window for he was never in the house. They did not talk to each other much.
"Wait a little!" moaned Beenah, still rocking to and fro. "Nay, calm thyself." He rose and passed his horny hand tenderly over her white hair. "We must not wait. Consider how long Daniel has waited." "Yes, my poor lamb, my poor lamb!" sobbed the old woman. "If Daniel marries," said the old man, striving to speak firmly, "we have not a penny to live upon. Our Miriam requires all her salary.
Beenah did the housework unaided by the sprig of a servant who was engaged to satisfy the neighbors. In his enforced idleness Mendel fell back on his religion, almost a profession in itself. They were a silent couple. At sixty there is not much chance of a forty year old silence being broken on this side of the grave.
Perhaps in America there are more Jewish stone-masons to get work from. God will not desert us. There I can sell ware in the streets do as I will. At the worst I can always fall back upon glaziering. Have faith, my dove." The novel word of affection thrilled Beenah through and through.
They did not droop them; a strange subtle flash seemed to pass from soul to soul. They gazed at each other, trembling on the brink of tears. "Beenah." The voice was thick with suppressed sobs. "Yes, Mendel." "Thou hast heard?" "Yes, Mendel." "He says he loves her not." "So he says." "It is lies, Beenah." "But wherefore should he lie?" "Thou askest with thy mouth, not thy heart.
Beenah Hyams had only one hope left in the world to die. Sam Levine duly returned for the Purim ball. Malka was away and so it was safe to arrive on the Sabbath. Sam and Leah called for Hannah in a cab, for the pavements were unfavorable to dancing shoes, and the three drove to the "Club," which was not a sixth of a mile off.
"Was it a nice play, Miriam?" said Beenah softly. "The usual stuff and nonsense!" said Miriam peevishly. "Love and all that sort of thing, as if the world never got any older." At breakfast next morning old Hyams received a letter by the first post. He carefully took his spectacles off and donned his reading-glasses to read it, throwing the envelope carelessly into the fire.
"Surely you are not thinking of the wild words I spoke years and years ago. I have long forgotten them." "Then you will remain a good Jew," said Mendel, trembling all over, "even when we are far away?" "With God's help," said Daniel. And then Mendel turned to Beenah and kissed her, weeping, and the faces of the old couple were radiant behind their tears.
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