perhaps he will live yet, he will live yet (cries.) David, Abraham Khessin and Sonka's girl are waiting for you in the yard. DAVID. CONTENTS Morosely. What do they want, money? Sarah, give them a few pennies and let them go. SARAH. In the end they will draw out all the money we have, Nullius. I have given to Khessin twice already. He is like sand,—no matter how much water you pour into it, it is always dry and greedy. DAVID. Nonsense! we have too much money, Sarah. But it pains me to look at the people, Nullius. Since the time when you brought us this fortune— ANATHEMA. Which you earned by your sufferings, Leizer. DAVID. Since that time, the people have changed so much for the worse. You like to have the people bow to you very low, Nullius? I do not like it—human beings are not dogs that they should crawl on their bellies. And you like to have the people tell you, Nullius, that you are the wisest, the most magnanimous, the best of all living beings—whereas you are only an ordinary old Jew, like many another Jew. I do not like it, Nullius,—for the sons of the God of truth and mercy it is unbecoming to lie, even while dying of the cruelties of truth. ANATHEMA. CONTENTS Thoughtfully. Riches are a terrible power, Leizer. No one asks you where your money came from; they see your might and they worship it. DAVID.
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