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She simply let herself sink in the sweet sense of restored confidence and love, her head resting against his. Presently Reb Shemuel put his hands on her head and murmured again: "May God make thee as Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel and Leah." Then he added: "Go now, my daughter, and make glad the heart of thy mother." Hannah suspected a shade of satire in the words, but was not sure.
I expect to make dousands of pounds by it for dey know how to honor scholars and poets abroad. Dere dey haf not stupid-head stockbrokers like Gideon, M.P., ministers like the Reverend Elkan Benjamin who keep four mistresses, and Rabbis like Reb Shemuel vid long white beards outside and emptiness vidin who sell deir daughters." "I don't want to look so far ahead," said Simon Wolf.
My little Hannah shall marry whomever she pleases." A wave of emotion passed over the girl's face. "You don't mean that, father," she said, shaking her head. "True as the Torah! Why should I not?" "Suppose," she said slowly, "I wanted to marry a Christian?" Her heart beat painfully as she put the question. Reb Shemuel laughed heartily. "My Hannah would have made a good Talmudist.
Hannah took advantage of a pause in their conversation to say in German: "I am so glad, father, thou didst not bring that man home." "What man?" said Reb Shemuel. "The dirty monkey-faced little man who talks so much." The Reb considered. "I know none such." "Pinchas she means," said her mother. "The poet!" Reb Shemuel looked at her gravely. This did not sound promising.
Heaven alone knew if she would ever enter a synagogue again the visit would be part of her systematic farewell. Reb Shemuel took it as a symptom of resignation to the will of God, and he laid his hand lightly on her head in silent blessing, his eyes uplifted gratefully to Heaven. Too late Hannah felt the misconception and was remorseful.
For the festival occasion Reb Shemuel elected to worship at the Great Synagogue; Hannah, seated among the sparse occupants of the Ladies' Gallery and mechanically fingering a Machzor, looked down for the last time on the crowded auditorium where the men sat in high hats and holiday garments.
"The Law knows no exceptions," said Reb Shemuel gently, quoting in Hebrew, "'The Law of God is perfect, enlightening the eyes. Be patient, my dear children, in your affliction. It is the will of God. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away bless ye the name of the Lord." "Not I!" said David harshly. "But look to Hannah. She has fainted."
"How can I eat? Levi is dying," said Hannah, in low, firm tones. "Will you come, mother, or must I go alone?" The Rebbitzin began to wring her hands and weep. Esther stole gently to Hannah's side and pressed the poor girl's hand. "You and I will go," her clasp said. "Hannah!" said Reb Shemuel. "What madness is this? Dost thou think thy mother will obey thee rather than her husband?"
Hannah bit her lip in self-humiliation and hastened to load the lucky Pole's plate with an extra piece of fish. "He has written me a letter," she went on. "He has told me so," he answered. "He loves thee with a great love." "What nonsense, Shemuel!" broke in Simcha, setting down her coffee-cup with work-a-day violence.
And the sons of Tola; Uzzi, and Rephaiah, and Jeriel, and Jahmai, and Jibsam, and Shemuel, heads of their father's house, to wit, of Tola: they were valiant men of might in their generations; whose number was in the days of David two and twenty thousand and six hundred. And the sons of Uzzi; Izrahiah: and the sons of Izrahiah; Michael, and Obadiah, and Joel, Ishiah, five: all of them chief men.
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