THE GOD OF VENGEANCE
Rifkele
A bridegroom? What kind of bridegroom, mamma dear?
Sarah, from the other room.
A sweetheart, — a golden one. A wonderful student, of a fine family.
Manke
Appears in the doorway at the rear. First she thrusts in her head, shaking her finger playfully at Rifkele; Rifkele goes over to her, walking cautiously backwards, beckoning to her as she does so. The room is fast growing dark.
Rifkele, falls into Manke's arms. To her mother.
A handsome sweetheart, mamma dear? (Manke kisses her passionately.)
Sarah, from within.
Yes, daughter dear. A handsome sweetheart, with two jet-black temple-locks and a satin coat, and a velvet skull-cap, dressed just like a Rabbi. He's a Rabbi's son, Reb Ali said.
Rifkele, in Manke' s embrace, caressing Manke' s cheeks.
And where will he stay, mamma dear?
Sarah, from within.
There in your room, where the Sacred Scroll
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