I am Stephen Trendellsohn, and Anton is my son." Ziska thanked him, and, crossing the street to the house, found that the door was open, and that two girls were standing just within the passage.

The old man had gone, and Ziska, turning, had perceived that he was out of sight before he reached the house.
"I cannot come till my uncle returns," said the younger girl.
"But, Ruth, he will be in the synagogue all day," said the elder, who was that Rebecca Loth of whom the old Jew had spoken to his son.
"Then all day I must remain," said Ruth; "but it may be he will be in by one." Then Ziska addressed them, and asked if Anton Trendellsohn did not live there.
"Yes; he lives there," said Ruth, almost trembling, as she answered the handsome stranger.
"And is he at home ?" "He is in the synagogue," said Ruth.

"You will find him there if you will go in." "But they are at worship there," said Ziska, doubtingly.
"They will be at worship all day, because it is our festival," said Rebecca, with her eyes fixed upon the ground; "but if you are a Christian they will not object to your going in.

They like that Christians should see them.

They are not ashamed." Ziska, looking into the girl's face, saw that she was very beautiful; and he saw also at once that she was exactly the opposite of Nina, though they were both of a height.