CONTENTS Seizing the paper. It is ours, father. Father,—this is how God has answered you. Look at mother, look at Rosa—look at me: I was already commencing to die. PURIKES. CONTENTS Shouts. Ai, Ai, look out, they'll tear the paper. Ai, Ai, take away the paper from them, quick! CONTENTS Naum cries, Rosa, radiantly beautiful, her hair wet, but no longer covering her eyes, comes over to her father, laughing. ROSA. It is I, father! It is I! It is—I! SARAH. CONTENTS Wildly. Where were you, Rosa? ROSA. I wasn't—I've just been born, mamma! SARAH. See, David, see—a human being has just been born! Oh, look at her, every one of you! Oh, open the doors of your vision, throw open the gates of your eyes—look at her, every one of you! CONTENTS
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