Still the old Reb shook his head.
"The worst of Jews cannot put off his Judaism. His unborn soul undertook the yoke of the Torah at Sinai."
"Then you really wouldn't mind if I married a link Jew!"
He looked at her, startled, a suspicion dawning in his eyes.
"I should mind," he said slowly. "But if you loved him he would become a good Jew."
The simple conviction of his words moved her to tears, but she kept them back.
"But if he wouldn't?"
"I should pray. While there is life there is hope for the sinner in
Israel."
She fell back on her old question.
"And you would really not mind whom I married?"