Aaron.
[Seeing Rosa.] 'Sh! It's all arranged, my girl! You wanted him; now you have him. Are you happy?
Rebecca.
[Her eyes on Rosa, with growing malevolence.] Yes.
Aaron.
Go in. Rafael is coming here, and the Rabbi—a quiet talk. Make yourself look well; the boy's a little high-strung, you know. By-and-by we will go out by the shop door; we will come round this way and join them. We must use tact. Will you come in?
Rebecca.
[Still facing Rosa.] In a moment.
[Exit Aaron.