VERA
Yes I could—do tell me!
MENDEL
She knows that in this great grinding America, David and I must go out to earn our bread on Sabbath as on week-days. She never says a word to us, but her heart is full of tears.
VERA
Poor old woman. It was wrong of us to ask your nephew to play at the Settlement for nothing.
MENDEL [Rising fiercely]
If you offer him a fee, he shall not play. Did you think I was begging of you?
VERA
I beg your pardon——