“My beloved! you are in my father’s house.”
“What am I doing here?” he cries.
“You are just waking up,” she says; “you remember when we yesterday
visited Rabbi Simeon, the son of Jochai, you faithfully promised me
that I might choose anything I liked best in our home and take it with
me when I left your roof. Last night I left your house and I took you
with me as there was nothing in your home, or, for the matter of that,
in all the world so precious to me as your dear self. You were the
choicest possession in our old home, and you are mine now and for ever.
You have, by your promise to me, given yourself over to me. Divorce or
no divorce, you are my property, for I know very well you always keep
your promise.”
Abraham saw the humour of the situation in which he found himself, and
laughed again and again at the huge joke his clever wife had
perpetrated at his expense.
“Well done,” he exclaimed, “we are now agreed that the question of
divorce is solved. Once again are we united and this time for ever.
Nothing shall part us as long as we live.”
Like all good people they lived a very happy life. In time a son was
born and later on a daughter was given to them, and they all rejoiced
in one another’s happiness.
Yalḳuṭ, Genesis § 16.