Fanny. Blindly.
Hindes [looks at her]. Why must I promise you blindly? If I'm able, you may be sure I'll help.
Fanny [brokenly, yet in embarrassment]. Take me.... Marry me.
Hindes [for a moment he looks at her, then picks up his crutch, his books and the packages].
Fanny [beseechingly]. Hindes! If I should marry, Olga wouldn't have any obstacle in her way.
Hindes. Miss Segal, I have loved you, and still do. But I refuse to be the altar upon which you shall sacrifice yourself.
Fanny. But a moment ago you dissuaded me from death. Will you now drive me back to it?
Hindes. Your sister will be able to find happiness without Berman.
Fanny. But if she loves him?—
Hindes. Then she'll suffer, just as we do.