If all Prague were mine I would give it to him." The old man shook his head.

"A Christian thinks that it is too much honour for a Jew to marry a Christian, though he be rich, and she have not a ducat for her dower." "Father, your words are cruel.

Do you believe I would give Anton my hand if I did not love him?
I do not know much of his wealth; but, father, I might be the promised wife of a Christian to-morrow, who is, perhaps, as rich as he--if that were anything." "And who is that other lover, Nina ?" "It matters not.

He can be nothing to me--nothing in that way.

I love Anton Trendellsohn, and I could not be the wife of any other but him." "I wish it were otherwise.