"
"But I shall not."
"Then you will be starved."
"I am starved already, and it cannot be worse. I dined yesterday on
what they threw out to the dogs in the meat-market."
"And where will you dine to-day?"
"Ah, I shall dine better to-day. I shall get a meal in the Windberg-
gasse."
"What! at my aunt's house?"
"Yes; at your aunt's house. They live well there, even in the kitchen.
Lotta will have for me some hot soup, a mess of cabbage, and a sausage.
I wish I could bring it away from your aunt's house to the old man and
yourself."
"I would sooner fall in the gutter than eat my aunt's meat."
"That is all very fine for you, but I am not going to marry a Jewess.
Why should I quarrel with your aunt, or with Lotta Luxa? If you would
give up the Jew, Nina, your aunt's house would be open to you; yes--and
Ziska's house."
"I will not give up the Jew," said Nina, with flashing eyes.
"I suppose not. But what will you do when he gives you up? What if
Ziska then should not be so forward?"
"Of all those who are my enemies, and whom I hate because they are so
cruel, I hate Ziska the worst.
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