ANSELM
The Piper should be heard;
Ye know it well. Render to Caesar, therefore,
That which is Caesar's.
PIPER
—Give the Devil his due!
JACOBUS [warily] We must take counsel over such a sum.
[Beckoning others, he and KURT go into the Rathaus, followed by all the men. Exit ANSELM with the Holy Book into the Minster.—The children play Mouse, to and fro, round about the PIPER.—The women, some of them, spin on the doorsteps, with little hand distaff's, or stand about, gossiping.
[The PIPER wipes his forehead and goes up slowly (centre) to drink from the fountain at the foot of the Shrine.—MICHAEL, like one in a dream, comes down towards BARBARA, who gazes back at him, fascinated, through her laughter.
BARBARA
Is it for pay you loiter, Master Player?
Were you not paid enough?
MICHAEL
No.—One more look.
BARBARA
Here, then.—Still not enough?
MICHAEL
No! One more smile.