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A sudden commission recalled Barstein to town before he could even pay his after-dinner call. But the seed sown in his soul that evening was not to be stifled. This seed was nothing less than the idea of a national revival of his people.
The homeliness of his vocabulary amused Barstein. Evidently the dictionary was his fount of inspiration. Without it Niagara was reduced to a trickle. He seemed indeed quite shy of speech, preferring to gaze with large liquid eyes. 'But you have managed to live here for ten years, Barstein pointed out. 'You see how merciful God is! Nehemiah rejoined eagerly.
Silvermann had rushed thence with tucked-up sleeves, and sounds of frying still proceeded from it. But Mr. Silvermann was not at home, the small, faded, bewigged creature told him apologetically. Barstein looked curiously round the room, half expecting indications of dentistry or dining.
'It's a beautiful grace, said Barstein rebukingly. 'The glamour of Zion thrown over the prose of diet. 'You're not a Jew? said Tom, with a sudden suspicion. 'Yes, I am, the artist replied with a dignity that surprised himself. 'I should never have taken you for one! said Tom ingenuously. Despite himself, Barstein felt a thrill of satisfaction. 'But why? he asked himself instantly.
'Is he married? 'I should hope so, replied the landlady severely. 'He has eleven children at least. Barstein mounted the narrow carpetless stairs, and was received by Mrs. Silvermann and her brood with much consternation and ceremony. The family filled the whole front room and overflowed into the back, which appeared to be a sort of kitchen, for Mrs.
Where had those young men to turn but to me? Again Barstein felt his angelic reputation imperilled. He hastened to change the conversation. 'And why do you want to go to Bursia? he said. 'Why shall I want to go to Bursia? Nehemiah replied. 'You said so. Barstein showed him the letter. 'Ah, I said I shall sooner go to Bursia than to Russia.
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