There was one, but you have made him your slave." "And you can sit there so calm and cool!" cried the woman, in a passion.
"Just think, there is a man in that town in whose hand your good name and your freedom lie.

If he but takes a fancy, he can drag you in the mud.

You can count on no happiness, no security, without his consent.
Remember, too, there is a woman with him who has smitten you in the face and made you recoil, who is perhaps even now laughing at you, who is the object of my deadly hatred, and during whose lifetime the door is closed to me into the world I wish to enter.

So long as that woman lives the sun does not shine for me: I can show my face only at night.

And can you sit there while those two are happy in each other's embraces?
Oh, coward! How long are you going to let them live ?" Benjamin Vajdar did not venture to open his mouth.