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  "I should mind," he said slowly. "But if you loved him he would become a good Jew."   The simple conviction of his words moved her to tears, but she kept them back.   "But if he wouldn't?"   "I should pray. While there is life there is hope for the sinner in Israel."   She fell back on her old question.   "And you would really not mind whom I married?"   "Follow your heart, my little one," said Reb Shemuel. "It is a good heart and it will not lead you wrong."   Hannah turned away to hide the tears that could no longer be stayed. Her father resumed his reading of the Law.   But he had got through very few verses ere he felt a soft warm arm round his neck and a wet cheek laid close to his.   "Father, forgive me," whispered the lips. "I am so sorry. I thought, that--that I--that you--oh father, father! I feel as if I had never known you before to-night."   "What is it, my daughter?" said Reb Shemuel, stumbling into Yiddish in his anxiety. "What hast thou done?"   "I have betrothed myself," she answered, unwittingly adopting his dialect. "I have betrothed myself without telling thee or mother."   "To whom?" he asked anxiously.

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