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 You have nothing to be afraid of at all. Well, then, let us sing. Di-daw-dim-dim-dim. Oi veh, dim-dim-doim. At your wedding they’ll all come here. A fine young scamp, Klavne’s boy—the younger one.

He won’t take me.

Why not? He'll be ashamed of your grandfather, what? You’ll make him a fine wife and bear him kosher children.&emsp;(He walks about the room, singing a bit tipsily.)

Someone drove up.

(Klavne and Vaveh enter with a lusty “Mazeltov”.)

Here they are!

What, the others not here yet?

&emsp;(to Klavne) What did I tell you?

Didn’t you all travel together?

We started together, but their horse ran away and we got separated. I suppose they will soon be here. Let’s get warmed through a bit.

Better shake off the snow from your hat.