[_Takes turkey and wine into kitchen_]. Sometimes I myself don’t remember. I ain’t a young woman no more, Mr. YUDELSON. I got so much to do, I don’t realize that one day is Monday and all of a sudden it’s Friday and I have to prepare for the Sabbath. I’m surprised that I myself should remember the Cantor’s birthday. [_She folds the praying shawl and puts it away._] YUDELSON You think only downtown knows about it? Uptown knows about it too. Mr. Hymie Goldstein—if he’s worth a nickel, he’s worth a hundred thousand dollars, all in first mortgages too!—he came in my store today and he bought a gold watch. A new one. For cash. He bought it for the Cantor a present—I should live so! He’s coming here tonight. SARA [_Pleased_]. It’s nice he should remember the Cantor.... Lawyer Adler just telephoned me on the telephone. He’s coming too tonight. YUDELSON Lawyer Adler! He’s already one of the big ones on Wall Street. Maybe you can get him he should fix us a new balcony for the synagogue. SARA [_Moving about the house, getting dinner ready_]. From Lawyer Adler we could get anything. The Cantor loves him and he loves the Cantor. They knew each other twenty years ago. What am I talking? It’s thirty years if it’s a day. The way time flies! It seems like yesterday I was a girl. [_She goes out to get table cloth._] YUDELSON I bet you the Cantor don’t even know it’s his birthday. [_He sits down at table._] SARA [_Enters with table cloth_]. He never knows. Tell him this year, tell him last year, he don’t remember. But when it comes, and I remember—[_She raises_ YUDELSON’s _hand as she spreads the cloth._] and his friends remember—oh, he loves it, believe me! YUDELSON Did I told you what the Gershons are bringing the Cantor? SARA The Gershons? YUDELSON You remember all the pictures which are hanging in the Committee Room of the synagogue—the pictures of the Cantor’s father and grandfather for four generations? Well, the Gershons made a hand painting from all the pictures— SARA A hand painting? YUDELSON Yes, sir—with a fancy sign. It says on the sign: “Five Generations of Great Cantors, and the Fifth Is the Best.” SARA [_Slowly_]. Five generations of great Cantors.... That will make him think of Jakie. YUDELSON That’s right.... Would you believe it—even now I’m afraid to speak to the Cantor about Jakie.... Oh, it’s too bad. It’s too bad Jakie can’t be here today, friends with his papa—to celebrate the birthday. SARA