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 How can you talk that way?

How then shall I talk?

Without even saying “‘of blessed memory”. Or “departed this life” one should say!

All one—‘‘departed this life” or ‘‘dead”! Bury him they did...

Gathered to his fathers…

Let it be so “gathered to his fathers.” But me —he left with three little orphans—daughters…

What a pity, nebich, to die without leaving to the world a son!

Three daughters. The oldest…

&emsp;(with a glance toward the curtain) Miriam.

Was nineteen years old…

Among decent folk such a one is already a bride.

But with us—there was no bread—to say nothing of cake.