Rosa.
[Weeping.] I only want you to love me. I want to know it—to know that they cannot, shall not take you from me! Tell me so, Rafael; burn it into my heart, Rafael!
Rafael.
Yes, it must be burned into your heart, dear. Before to-night it shall be. I love you! I dare anything for the sake of my love for you!
Rosa.
Rafael!
[Knock at the door. She rushes upstairs.
Rafael! But your father—[knock]—you mustn't tell him!
Rafael.
Hush! [Exit Rosa. Rafael goes to the window; sees Rebecca.] Rebecca! She knows that the old people will be at the synagogue at this hour. What does she want here? A true daughter of her father, and yet she has many virtues, I suppose! I wish she would take her virtues and go home! I want to get at my music.