"What is there in the basket ?" "She has written a little line.

It is at the top.

But she has asked me to say--" "What has she asked you to say?
Why should she say anything to me ?" "Nay, Nina; she is very good, and she loves you." "I do not want her love." "I am to say to you that she has heard of your distress, and she hopes that a girl like you will let a girl like her do what she can to comfort you." "She cannot comfort me." "She bade me say that if she were ill or in sorrow, there is no hand from which she would so gladly take comfort as from yours--for the sake, she said, of a mutual friend." "I have no--friend," said Nina.
"Oh, Nina, am not I your friend?
Do not I love you ?" "I do not know.

If you do love me now, you must cease to love me.

You are a Jewess, and I am a Christian, and we must live apart.