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&ensp;(enters, knitting rapidly on a stocking) To collect anything from them—like pulling it out of tar!&emsp;(She sees Miriam—speaks sympathizingly) Does your head ache?&emsp;(She receives no reply, sighs, goes around to the other side of the table, looks at Miriam and shakes her head.)

&ensp;(in a hard voice) No.&emsp;(She rises and goes away behind the curtain.)

&ensp;(follows her sadly with her eyes, then listens at the door) Ah, Saril is here with the coal-oil.&emsp;(She goes to the table and prepares the lamp.)

(Enter Dvorah with a basket on her arm.)