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like any plain Jewish housewife. And yet they were conscious of a great distance between them and Chaweh. They would have liked Chaweh to hear nothing of them but what was good, to stand justified in her eyes as (ten times lehavdil) in those of a Christian. They could not have told why, but the feeling was there.
They are proud of Chaweh; it is an honor for them each and all (and who are they that they should venture to pretend to it?) to possess such a Chaweh, who was highly spoken of even by rich Gentiles. Hence this embarrassed smile at the mention of her name; she would certainly advise, but at the same time they avoided each other's look. The wise Malkeh had the same feeling, but she was able to cheer the rest. Never mind ! It doesn't matter telling her. She is a Jewish daughter, too, and will keep it to herself. These things happen behind the "high windows" also. Whereupon they all breathed more freely, and went up the hill to Chaweh. They went in serried ranks, like soldiers, shoulder to shoulder, relief and satisfaction reflected in their faces. All who met them made way for them, stood aside, and wondered what it meant. Some of their own husbands even stood and looked at the march- ing women, but not one dared to go up to them and ask what was doing. Their object grew dearer to them at every step. A settled resolve and a deep sense of good- will to mankind urged them on. They all felt that they were going in a good cause, and would thereby bar the road to all such occurrences in the future.
The way to Chaweh was long. She lived quite out- side the Pidvorkes, and they had to go through the whole
