“Time? What do you want time for? Are you absolutely lacking in decision of character? Why, in a case like this, a man, who _is_ a man, ought to say yes or no on the spot. There's nothing that needs deliberation. You have to make the simplest kind of a choice, the easiest possible choice. You have to choose between obvious, palpable right, and obvious, palpable wrong. If you took a year to think about it, the matter would still stand precisely as it stands to-day. I'm surprised at you--surprised that you can hesitate a minute.” “Well, if you object to my taking time, then the only thing left for me to do, is to repeat what I've said already.” “That you won't marry her?” “If I've got to decide instantly, on the spot, yes.” “Well, then, take time; and much good may it do you. We'll talk about this again to-morrow. I hope meanwhile the Lord may enlighten you, and move your stubborn spirit. Now, good-night.” ***** When they met at breakfast next morning, “Well,” began the rabbi, “have you thought about it?” “Yes,” replied Elias, “I have thought about it--all night long.” “Contrived to make up your mind?” “Yes, I have made up my mind.” The rabbi's pale skin turned a shade paler. He waited a little, before asking, “Well?” His voice was faint and tremulous. “Well,” said Elias, “I have made up my mind to do as you wish--to call upon Mr. Koch this evening, and do as you wish.” The rabbi jumped up from his seat, grasped Elias's hand, wrung it fervently, and cried, “It is the will of the Lord! The Lord be praised!” Elias held his tongue. He was looking very grave this morning. “Oh, but you have lifted a load from off my spirit,” pursued the rabbi, returning to his place. “At last I shall be contented. If only your mother might have lived to enjoy this day!” “I am glad you are pleased,” said Elias. “But tell me, boy, tell me all about it. What finally decided you?” “Oh, it's a long story. It wouldn't interest you.” “On the contrary, I'm most anxious to hear it. Go on. Out with it. Come.”