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 &emsp;(letting himself down from the table, clapping his hands in ecstasy) Oh, Shmereh, what a son-in-law you’re getting! What a daughter-in-law I’m going to have! Let’s all dance, let’s all dance, children!

(Everybody joins hands and dances around Klavne. Shprintze Tzirel climbs upon the table and dances there.)

&emsp;(pointing to Shprinize Tzirel) That’s she, your bride-to-be, Altar Banish.

My son, my Kaddish, climb upon the table and dance with your girl!

&emsp;(kissing Altar) Ah, whatever we are, we are; but Jews we'll ever be.

He doesn’t know what he is talking about.

Give us your hand, Altar Banish. You're a bridegroom now!

Then why don’t you all make some noise? Out with your Mazel-tov!

(The confusion grows apace; each one shouts his “Mazel-tov”, dishes are broken; some sing—“Whatever we are, we are,” etc. while Shprintze Tzirel dances on the table.)