In pity to me do not refuse them.

They are such as one woman should send to another.

And I have added a little trifle for your own use.

At the present moment you are poor as to money, though so rich in the gifts which make men love.

On my knees before you I ask you to accept from my hand what I send, and to think of me as one who would serve you in more things if it were possible.
Yours, if you will let me, affectionately, REBECCA.
I see when I look at them that the shoes will be too big.
She stood for a while apart from Ruth, with the open note in her hand, thinking whether or no she would accept the gifts which had been sent.
The words which Rebecca had written had softened her heart, especially those in which the Jewess had spoken openly to her of her poverty.