"All my children are alike.

It's getting late.

Hadn't you better send across again for old Hyams ?" "There's no hurry, mother," said Michael Birnbaum soothingly.

"We must wait for Sam." "And who's Sam ?" cried Malka unappeased.
"Sam is Leah's _Chosan_," replied Michael ingenuously.
"Clever!" sneered Malka.

"But my grandson is not going to wait for the son of a proselyte.