Hush! hush! They are crying. Don't disturb their crying. Hush! hush! _Anathema, on tiptoe, whispers: "Hush, hush!" Then he goes over to the musicians and speaks to them in a low voice, conducting with his hand. Little by little the noise grows louder. Bezkrainy, Purikes, and Sonka are waiting, holding filled glasses in their hands._ DAVID. _Returns and wipes his eyes with his kerchief._ Here is your child, woman. We don't like him at all, do we, Sarah? SARAH. _Weeping._ We have no children any longer, David. DAVID. _Smiling._ No, no, Sarah! But are not all the children in the world our children? He has no children who has three, six, or even twelve, but not he who knows not their number. SONKA. Drink a glass of soda-water, honorable David Leizer--it is your water. PURIKES. Drink a glass of mine, David,--this will bring me customers. BEZKRAINY. Drink a glass of noblemen's cider, David. Now it is real noblemen's cider. I can say it frankly; with your money everything is becoming real. SARAH. _Through tears._ I have always told you that your cider was bad, Ivan. And now, when it is real cider, you do not offer it to me. BEZKRAINY. Oh, Sarah.... DAVID. She is jesting, Ivan. Thank you, but I cannot drink so much,--I will taste everybody's. It's very, very good water, Sonka. You have discovered the secret and you will soon grow rich. SONKA. I put a little more soda into the water, David. WANDERER. _To Anathema, in a law voice._ Is it true--you are a close friend of David Leizer's, and you can tell it to me--is it true that he wants to build-- ANATHEMA. Why so loud? Let us step aside. _They speak in a whisper. Anathema shakes his head negatively. He is truthful. He smiles and pats the old man on the shoulder. The old man evidently does not believe him. Then Anathema gradually leads the musicians away, also the Organ-grinder and the people beyond the stone pillars. Only the sound of their voices, their exclamations, their laughter are heard. A few remain and speak with David reverently._ KHESSIN. Is it true, David, that you and Sarah are going to Jerusalem, to the Holy City, of which we can only dream? DAVID. Yes, it is true, Abraham. Although I am stronger now and I feel no longer any pain in my chest-- KHESSIN. But that is a miracle, David! DAVID. Joy restores health, Abraham, and the serving of God strengthens a man. But after all, Sarah and I cannot live much longer, and we should like to rest our eyes upon the wonderful beauty of God's land. But why do you address me as a stranger, old friend? Have you not yet forgiven me? KHESSIN. _Frightened._ Oh, do not say that, David! If you were to tell me: Call me "thou" or kill yourself, I would rather kill myself, but would not say "thou" to you. You are not an ordinary man, David. DAVID.