“Yah-yah-yah! I’ll run on all fours to do it! The impudence from such penniless nobodies wanting to pull in a young man with a future for a doctor! Nobody but such a yok like you would be such an easy mark.” “Well, I got to live my own life, and I love her.” “That’s all I got to say.--Where’s my hat? Throw yourself away on the pretty face, make yourself to shame and to laughter with a ragged Melamid for a father-in-law, and I wash my hands from you for the rest of your life.” * * * * * A change came over David from that day. For the first time we was no more one person together. We couldn’t no more laugh and talk like we used to. When I tried to look him in the eyes, he gave them a turn away from me. I used to lie awake nights turning over in my head David’s looks, David’s words, and it made me frightened like something black rising over me and pushing me out from David’s heart. I could feel he was blaming me for something I couldn’t understand. Once David asked me, “Don’t you love me no more?” I tried to tell him that there wasn’t no change in my love, but I couldn’t no more talk out to him what was in my mind, like I used. “I didn’t want to worry you before with my worries,” he said to me at last. “Worry me, David! What am I here for?” “My uncle is acting like a stingy grouch,” he answered me, “and I can’t stand no more his bossing me.” “Why didn’t you speak yourself out to me what was on your mind, David?” I asked him. “You don’t know how my plans is smashed to pieces,” he said, with a worried look on his face. “I don’t see how I’ll ever be able to open my doctor’s office. And how can we get married with your people hanging on for your wages?” “Ah, David, don’t you no longer feel that love can find a way out?” He looked on me, down and up, and up and down, till I drawed myself back, frightened. But he grabbed me back to him. “I love you. I love you, heart of mine,” he said, kissing me on the neck, on my hair and my eyes. “And nothing else matters, does it, does it?” and he kissed me again and again, as if he wanted to swallow me up. Next day I go out from the shop and down the steps to meet him, like on every day. I give a look around. “Gott! Where is he? He wasn’t never late before,” gave a knock my heart. I waited out till all the girls was gone, and the streets was getting empty, but David didn’t come yet. “Maybe an accident happened to him, and I standing round here like a dummy,” and I gave a quick hurry home. But nobody had heard nothing. “He’s coming! He _must_ come!” I fighted back my fear. But by evening he hadn’t come yet. I sent in my brother next door to see if he could find him. “He moved to-day,” comes in my brother to tell me. “My God! David left me? It ain’t possible!” I walk around the house, waiting and listening. “Don’t let nobody see your nervousness. Don’t let yourself out. Don’t break down.” It got late and everybody was gone to bed.