[Aside.] It is about me. They are getting on!
Aaron.
And he thinks a girl will bring his son a matter of twelve thousand guilders.
Enter Rosa; she shows that she has been listening and is troubled.
Sachel.
Let my son tell me he is going to marry a girl with less than twelve thousand! I would give him the choice of starvation. I would lock the door on him.
[Rosa sees the photograph in Rebecca's hand.
Aaron.
Who's talking of your son? My daughter—Esther, just look at her—such a figure, such a skin—such eyes! Esther, Esther, look at her walk! Look at her walk!
Rebecca.