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THE GOD OF VENGEANCE

make me uneasy. . . I'm afraid that this will bring the downfall of our hopes. . .


Sarah, stops her work, placing her arms akimbo.

And you're a man! Shame yourself! I 'm only a woman, but I can say to myself, "The past is gone forever." Whiz! Flown away ! . . . There's nobody to be ashamed of. The whole world isn't any better. Why, if it were, people would have to go about with their heads bowed to the earth. (Coming nearer to him.) In a little while you'll have money. You close up shop and not a rooster crows. . . Who needs to know what we were?


Yekel, meditatively.

That would be best. . . (Pause.) To buy a pack of horses and smuggle them across the border, just like Eisikl Furman did. . . And become a respectable person. . . not have people eye you like a thief.


Sarah, considering the matter.

Just the same it's too bad to go out of our business. . . You'll never make such good money from your horses. Here, at least, it's all cash.


Yekel

That's certainly so.


Sarah, goes into the next room, returns with a tray of plates and begins to arrange them upon the table.

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