Esteban Take the honor of each of us to the Lombard and you will see how much he will lend you on it.
Girone
I am not a man of talent, not I, and no one will give me trust.
Esteban I am nothing but a villainous workman, but if my wife needs an iron pot, I pay for it, by heaven!
Fontanares
I would like to know who it is has set you on me in this way?
Girone
Set us on? Are we dogs?
Esteban
The magistrates of Barcelona have given judgment in favor of Masters
Coppolus and Carpano, and have granted them a lien on your inventions;
pray tell us, where is our lien?
Girone
I shan't go away from this place without my money.
Fontanares
Can you find any money by staying here? However, here you may remain.
Good-day. (He takes up his hat and cloak.)
Esteban
No! You won't go out without paying us.
(The workmen prepare to bar the door.)