How do you do, Jakie.
Jack
[Slowly]. Is my father ... worse?
Sara
Oh, Jakie, he’ll be better now—he’ll be better. The doctor will tell him. Doctor, please go right away and tell the Cantor Jakie is here.
Jack
I’ll go with you, if you don’t think it’ll do any harm.
Doctor
Better not. It might excite him too much to see you. I’ll tell him. It’ll do him all the good in the world....
Sara