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THE GOD OF VENGEANCE

Rifkele, provoked, hides her face in her shawl.

I can stand just as well.


Yekel

Sit down. (He seats her.) Don't be afraid.


Rifkele, from behind the shawl.

Why should I be afraid?


Yekel, speaks in a faltering voice.

Rifkele, tell me, Rifkele. You are my daughter I am your father. (Points to Sarah.) She is your mother. Tell me, my daughter. Tell me the whole truth. Don't be afraid of me Don't feel ashamed before me. I know, — not for your sins. . .not for your sins. . . For my sins, mine. . . For your mother's sins. . . our sins. . . Tell me, daughter. . .


Sarah

Just look at the way he's sat down to cross examine her! What does he want of her? The moment she arrives! Let her go in and dress. We'll soon be having company. (About to take Rifkele away.)


Yekel

Let her go, I say! (Thrusts Sarah away from Rifkele.)


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