Speak--say what you will.

You shall not be interrupted." The Wanderer drew back, not understanding what was passing, nor why Unorna was so long-suffering.
"Say all you have to say," she repeated, coming forward so that she stood directly in front of Israel Kafka.

"And you," she added, speaking to the Wanderer, "leave him to me.

He is quite right--I can protect myself if I need any protection." "You remember how we parted, Unorna ?" said Kafka.

"It is a month to-day.
I did not expect a greeting of you when I came back, or, if I did expect it, I was foolish and unthinking.