'Ah!' He stroked his beard. 'You are busy?'
'Terribly busy,' said the Rev. Elkan Gabriel.
'Even on Sunday?'
'Rather! It's my day for secretarial work, as there's no school.'
'Poor Mr. Gabriel. I at least have Sunday to myself. But you have to work Saturday and Sunday too. It's really too bad.'
'Eh,' said the minister blankly.
'Oh, of course I know you must work on the Sabbath.'
'I work on—on Shabbos!' The minister flushed to the temples.
'Oh, I'm not blaming you. One must live. In an ideal world of course you'd preach and pray and sing and recite the Law for nothing so that Heaven might perhaps overlook your hard labour, but as things are you must take your wages.'