again!
VERA
No, father, _your_ Vera belongs to Russia with her mother and the happy
days of childhood. But for their sakes----
[_She breaks down in emotion._]
BARON
Ah, your poor mother!
BARONESS [_Tartly_]
Alexis, I perceive I am too many!
[_She begins to go toward the door._]
BARON
No, no, Katusha. Vera will learn to love you, too.
VERA [_To BARONESS_]
What does my loving you matter? I can never return to Russia.
BARONESS [_Pausing_]
But ve can come here--often--ven you are married.
VERA [_Surprised_]
When I am married?
[_Softly, blushing_]
You know?
BARONESS [_Smiling_]
Ve know zat charming young man adores ze floor your foot treads on!
VERA [_Blushing_]
You have seen David?
BARON [_Hoarsely_]
David!
[_He clenches his fist._]
BARONESS [_Half aside, as much gestured as spoken_]
Sh! Leave it to me.
[_Sweetly._]
Oh, no, ve have not seen David.
VERA [_Looking from one to the other_]
Not seen--? Then what--whom are you talking about?
BARONESS
About zat handsome, quite adorahble Mr. Davenport.
VERA
Davenport!
BARONESS
Who combines ze manners of Europe viz ze millions of America!
VERA [_Breaks into girlish laughter_]
Ha! Ha! Ha! So Mr. Davenport has been talking to you! But you all seem
to forget one small point--bigamy is not permitted even to millionaires.
BARONESS
Ah, not boz at vonce, but----
VERA
And do you think I would take another woman's leavings? No, not even if
she were dead.
BARONESS
You are insulting!
VERA
I beg your pardon--I wasn't even thinking of you. Father, to put an end
at once to this absurd conversation, let me inform you I am already
engaged.
BARON [_Trembling, hoarse_]
By name, David.
VERA
Yes--David Quixano.
BARON
A Jew!
VERA
How did you know? Yes, he is a Jew, a noble Jew.
BARON
A Jew noble!
[_He laughs bitterly._]
VERA
Yes--even as you esteem nobility--by pedigree. In Spain his ancestors
were hidalgos, favourites at the Court of Ferdinand and Isabella; but in
the great expulsion of 1492 they preferred exile in Poland to baptism.
BARON
And you, a Revendal, would mate with an unbaptized dog?
VERA
Dog! You call my husband a dog!
BARON
Husband! God in heaven--are you married already?
VERA
No! But not being unemployed millionaires like Mr. Davenport, we hold
even our troth eternal.
[_Calmer_]
Our poverty, not your prejudice, stands in the way of our marriage. But
Dav
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