“I see, my daisies, my little peaches, that you don’t love my friend very much.”
“Let him get the love of all the devils; he needn’t expect any from us!”
“Oi, oi, oi, you don’t wish him much good, I see!”
“May the fever take him and shake him to pieces!”
“May he follow his uncle into the pond!”
“May the devil carry him off as he carried off Yankel!”
They all burst out laughing.
“You are right, Olena; he is worse than a Jew.”
“At least the Jew was a decent fellow; he let the girls alone and lived with his Sarah.”
The devil actually jumped in his tracks.