Sara
We are glad, Jakie. I’m so happy. I’m crying with happiness.
Jack
Yeh, and Papa, he’s happy, too. [He crosses to settee—gets package from bag.] To show you I haven’t forgotten, I brought you a birthday present, Papa. The finest praying shawl I could get. [Moves to table.] And I’ll make you a little speech like I did when I was a little boy. Many happy returns of the day, Cantor Rabinowitz!
Sara
[Pleading]. Look, Yosele.
Cantor
[Looks straight ahead. His voice is numb]. Thank you.
Sara
[Eagerly]. Oh, Yosele, this is like I dreamed lots of times!... A praying shawl.... That’s just what your Papa needed!... This is a fine piece of goods, Jakie.