Goes away, brandishing his hands.
SARAH.
Crying.
David, come back, come back.
PURIKES.
In despair.
The paper, pick up the paper.
ANATHEMA.
Turns around.
Calm yourself, madam Leizer, he will come back. It is always thus at first. I have wandered a great deal over the world and I know it. The blood rushes to the head, the feet begin to quiver, and man curses. That's nonsense!