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 &emsp;(to Klavne) Where’s your boy? Let’s fix up a betrothal right here.

Of course—only let the young scamp grow a bit yet. But what a time we had there!

You know that wasn’t full eighty-proof they had there.

Urtcha believes in adding a little water,…To long life!&emsp;(He drinks.)&emsp;This is pure eighty! Better go out, Vaveh, and look to the horse that he doesn’t stray away into the barn. Well, Pesele, grow up a bit and I’ll take you for a daughter-in-law.

She’s big enough.

Let’s be jolly, only jolly. Reb Yoel Chayim, why did you let yourself grow old? Hey? Straighten out your shoulders. So. Give us your hand. Vaveh, you sing. How does that tune go?&emsp;(He places his hand on the old man’s shoulder and dances.)

&emsp;(comes in) Mazel-tov! Where are the rest?

Ha, ha, ha! you lost them, too? Never mind, they'll turn up. Give us your hand, Shmereh. Let us dance. Let us dance. Put out a foot, Shmereh.