saw it pass from white to red and

  "On your engagement."   "My engagement!" repeated Daniel, his heart thumping against his ribs.   "Yes--to Bessie Sugarman."   Mendel's eye, fixed scrutinizingly on his boy's face, saw it pass from white to red and from red to white. Daniel caught hold of the mantel as if to steady himself.   "But it is a lie!" he cried hotly. "Who told you that?"   "No one; a man hinted as much."   "But I haven't even been in her company."   "Yes--at the Purim Ball."   Daniel bit his lip.   "Damned gossips!" he cried. "I'll never speak to the girl again."   There was a tense silence for a few seconds, then old Hyams said:   "Why not? You love her."   Daniel stared at him, his heart palpitating painfully. The blood in his ears throbbed mad sweet music.