the second day of Whitsun week, at None
Lamprecht says he has spoken to the bailiff about throwing me out. Let him! I earn my keep. Enneleyn is coming back from Prague soon and I am going to marry her. He can choke on his wrath.
Nota scribaeHe pointed his finger in my face the entire time he spoke.

That grasping hag only wants your strong back to carry her debts. You will freeze in the gutter.
Stand your ground, Claus. They cannot treat us like children forever.