"We used to be schoolboys together, that is all. Though strangely enough I just spent an hour with him. He is very well," answered David smiling.
"He is about to marry again."
"His first love of course," said the Reb.
"Yes, people always come back to that," said David laughing.
"That"s right, that"s right," said the Reb. "I am glad there was no unpleasantness."
"Unpleasantness. No, how could there be? Leah knew it was only a joke.
All"s well that ends well, and we may perhaps all get married on the same day and risk another mix-up. Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"Is it your wish to marry soon, then?"
"Yes; there are too many long engagements among our people. They often go off."
"Then I suppose you have the means?"
"Oh yes, I can show you my--"
The old man waved his hand.
"I don"t want to see anything. My girl must be supported decently--that is all I ask. What do you do for a living?"
"I have made a little money at the Cape and now I think of going into business."
"What business?"
"I haven"t settled."
"You won"t open on _Shabbos_?" said the Reb anxiously.
David hesitated a second. In some business, Sat.u.r.day is the best day.
Still he felt that he was not quite radical enough to break the Sabbath deliberately, and since he had contemplated settling down, his religion had become rather more real to him. Besides he must sacrifice something for Hannah"s sake.
"Have no fear, sir," he said cheerfully.
Reb Shemuel gripped his hand in grateful silence.
"You mustn"t think me quite a lost soul," pursued David after a moment of emotion. "You don"t remember me, but I had lots of blessings and halfpence from you when I was a lad. I dare say I valued the latter more in those days." He smiled to hide his emotion.
Reb Shemuel was beaming. "Did you, really?" he inquired. "I don"t remember you. But then I have blessed so many little children. Of course you"ll come to the _Seder_ to-morrow evening and taste some of Hannah"s cookery. You"re one of the family now, you know."
"I shall be delighted to have the privilege of having _Seder_ with you,"
replied David, his heart going out more and more to the fatherly old man.
"What _Shool_ will you be going to for Pa.s.sover? I can get you a seat in mine if you haven"t arranged."
"Thank you, but I promised Mr. Birnbaum to come to the little synagogue of which he is President. It seems they have a scarcity of _Cohenim_, and they want me to bless the congregation, I suppose."
"What!" cried Reb Shemuel excitedly. "Are you a _Cohen_?"
"Of course I am. Why, they got me to bless them in the Transvaal last _Yom Kippur_. So you see I"m anything but a sinner in Israel." He laughed--but his laugh ended abruptly. Reb Shemuel"s face had grown white. His hands were trembling.
"What is the matter? You are ill," cried David.
The old man shook his head. Then he struck his brow with his fist.
"_Ach, Gott_!" he cried. "Why did I not think of finding out before? But thank G.o.d I know it in time."
"Finding out what?" said David, fearing the old man"s reason was giving way.
"My daughter cannot marry you," said Reb Shemuel in hushed, quavering tones.
"Eh? What?" said David blankly.
"It is impossible."
"What are you talking about. Reb Shemuel?"
"You are a _Cohen_. Hannah cannot marry a _Cohen_."
"Not marry a _Cohen_? Why, I thought they were Israel"s aristocracy."
"That is why. A _Cohen_ cannot marry a divorced woman."
The fit of trembling pa.s.sed from the old Reb to the young man. His heart pulsed as with the stroke of a mighty piston. Without comprehending, Hannah"s prior misadventure gave him a horrible foreboding of critical complications.
"Do you mean to say I can"t marry Hannah?" he asked almost in a whisper.
"Such is the law. A woman who has had _Gett_ may not marry a _Cohen_."
"But you surely wouldn"t call Hannah a divorced woman?" he cried hoa.r.s.ely.
"How shall I not? I gave her the divorce myself."
"Great G.o.d!" exclaimed David. "Then Sam has ruined our lives." He stood a moment in dazed horror, striving to grasp the terrible tangle. Then he burst forth. "This is some of your cursed Rabbinical laws, it is not Judaism, it is not true Judaism. G.o.d never made any such law."
"Hush!" said Reb Shemuel sternly. "It is the holy Torah. It is not even the Rabbis, of whom you speak like an Epicurean. It is in Leviticus, chapter 21, verse 7: "_Neither shall they take a woman put away from her husband; for he is holy unto his G.o.d. Thou shalt sanctify him, therefore; for he offereth the bread of thy G.o.d; he shall be holy unto thee, for I the Lord which sanctify you am holy._""
For an instant David was overwhelmed by the quotation, for the Bible was still a sacred book to him. Then he cried indignantly:
"But G.o.d never meant it to apply to a case like this!"
"We must obey G.o.d"s law," said Reb Shemuel.
"Then it is the devil"s law!" shouted David, losing all control of himself.
The Reb"s face grew dark as night. There was a moment of dread silence.