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 I cannot any more. Believe me. When I recall how…I lose control of myself. The best thing to do is to get away from here as soon as possible. It would be better for her, too.

No, not in this way. You must not. You must not go before you have become reconciled and&emsp;(She becomes very shy.)&emsp;Moshele, I cannot remain here any longer, either. She wants—she wants to give me Aaron for husband…

What ! That, too ! My last possession—the last and dearest thing she would take from me!

But, Moshele, be just. The bobbe’she does not know about our love. She would not want to rob you wilfully of anything.&emsp;(He grows more subdued.)&emsp;Listen to me, Moshele, speak to her once again. Plead with her.

&ensp;(embracing her) Gitele, dear child, will you go with me today? Together we will tear ourselves away from this unhappy house. Yes, you will go with me…&emsp;(He lets her go suddenly and catches at her hands, pressing them tightly.)&emsp;Why don’t you speak? You do not love me any more! You would…

&ensp;(enters from the left) Good morning!&emsp;(To Moshele.)&emsp;Well, have you seen your mother?&emsp;(He greets Gitele.)

&ensp;Yes.&emsp;(The doctor questions anxiously with his