[Buttons his coat.]
FREI.
Where are you going?
LINDENSCHMIED.
To pay debts before another day comes.
[While he watches ANDREW furtively, he fumbles with his left hand in his vest-pocket, in order to pay the host.]
Why, I can't get it out with—
FREI.
The fingers of your left hand are stiff.
LINDENSCHMIED (with a pantomime).