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She would drop in at Doctor Thalmann's house and walk with him to temple, if he had not already gone. "Nein, der Herr Rabbi ist noch hier sure," the maid said in answer to Fanny's question. The Thalmann's had a German maid one Minna who bullied the invalid Mrs. Thalmann, was famous for her cookies with walnuts on the top, and who made life exceedingly difficult for unlinguistic callers.
Nothing! That little miserable, dirty store, and those little miserable, dirty people. You give her a chance, d'You hear? You give her a chance, God, or I'll " Her voice broke in a thin, cracked quaver. The nurse turned her around, suddenly and sharply, and led her from the room. "You can come down now. They're all here, I guess. Doctor Thalmann's going to begin."
It was an ugly, comfortable, old-fashioned room that had never progressed beyond the what-not period. Fanny's eye was caught by certain framed pictures on the walls. They were photographs of Rabbi Thalmann's confirmation classes.
Fanny sat down. A feeling of unreality was strong upon her. Doctor Thalmann cleared his throat and opened the book. After all, it was not Rabbi Thalmann's funeral sermon that testified to Mrs. Brandeis's standing in the community. It was the character of the gathering that listened to what he had to say. Each had his own opinion of Molly Brandeis, and needed no final eulogy to confirm it.
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