THE GOD OF VENGEANCE
to sit and study the Holy Law day and night, to his heart's content.
Yekel, indicating Rifkele's room.
Yes, he'll sit inside there and study the sacred books. . . I have a virtuous Jewish daughter. (Goes into the room and drags Rifkele out by force. She is only half dressed, her hair in disorder. He points to her.) Your son will marry a virtuous Jewish daughter, I say. She will bear him pure, Jewish children. . . even as all pious daughters. (To Sarah.) Isn't that so? (Laughing wildly, to the stranger.) Yes, indeed, my friend, — she'll make a pure, pious little mate. My wife will lead her under the wedding canopy. . . Down into the brothel! Down below! (Pointing to the cellar.) Down into the brothel! (Dragging Rifkele by her hair to the door.) Down into the brothel with you! Down!
Sarah, rushing madly over to Yekel.
Good God! He 's gone stark mad! (She tries to tear Rifkele away from Yekel; he thrusts Sarah aside and drags his daughter out by the hair.)
Yekel
Down into the brothel with you! (He leaves together with Rifkele, whose cries are heard from outside.)
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