Oh, nobly! Don't be afraid that I shall outrage you by saying all I think.
But just think of _me_ as a result of Jewish education applied to an English lad, and one whose temperament was plain enough to eyes of ordinary penetration.

My very name! Your name, too! You it has made a Jew in soul; upon me it weighs like a curse as often as I think of it.
It symbolizes all that is making my life a brutal failure--a failure--a failure!" He threw himself upon the couch and became silent, his strength at an end, even his countenance exhausted of vitality, looking haggard and almost ignoble.

Miriam stirred at length, for the first time, and gazed steadily at him.
"Reuben, let us have an end of this," she said, in a voice half choked.
"Stay or go as you will; but I shall utter no more reproaches.

You must make of your life what you can.

As you say, I don't understand you.
Perhaps the mere fact of my being a woman is enough to make that impossible.