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By:Eric Flint






"One of the rabbi's daughters even made a joke in the course of it," Jason continued. "Pretty funny one, too."





His eyes got a little unfocused. Judith had to struggle not to smile.





"Tell me about her. The daughter, I mean."





Jason mumbled some vague phrases. The only ones that weren't hopelessly murky had to do with the girl's eyes—very bright, apparently—and the fact that her name was Sarah.





But Judith let it go. There was no reason to pursue the matter with Jason, at the moment, since it obviously made him uncomfortable. Eva Bacharach would be coming for a visit later that day. Judith could find out everything she needed to know from her.





"I just don't know what to think," he complained. "Everything seems gray, and complicated. It's confusing."





"And you think that'll change? It won't. Trust me. But for the moment—"





She gave the young man a very warm smile. "Welcome to your life, Jason Gotkin."





3





In late afternoon, Mordechai Spira visited his friend Isaac Gans.





After seeing Mordechai to a chair, Gans sat in his own.





"And?"





"You were quite wrong, Isaac. Sarah didn't start pestering me until after lunch."





"Ha!" Isaac chuckled. "That's because she spent the whole morning conspiring with your wife."





"I know," said Mordechai gloomily. His eyes moved to the books on Isaac's study table. "It's a puzzling and tangled problem, given who the fellow is. But I'm sure I can find something in the Talmud—perhaps the responsa—to guide me properly."





"Of course you can. Everything pertaining to proper conduct is contained somewhere in the Talmud or the midrash or the responsa. I'm more the scholar than you are, though I don't have your stature as a judge." Stoutly: "So I will be glad to help!"





Gans leaned forward, spreading his hands wide. "But we must begin by facing the truth, Mordechai my old friend. We're rabbis. Studying the sacred texts takes time—hours and hours, days and weeks, poring over the words—and we are dealing with women."





Spira grimaced ruefully. "They're quick."





"Indeed. And so, I think, are these new times. We will just have to do our best."





"Always."