MRS. LEZINSKY [_in a trembling voice_]. I didn't-- LEZINSKY [_checks her_]. I pay you from my own money, Mr. Rosenbloom.... Gietel! [_He puts out his hand for the money._] MRS. LEZINSKY. All right, Solly.... [_Turns her back to Mr. Rosenbloom and pulls the roll of money from her bosom, thrusting the loose bill back. Solomon, standing over her, sees this bill and puts out his hand for it._] LEZINSKY [_in a tense undertone_]. All--Gietel--all! [_Reluctantly she draws the $5 bill from her bosom and, seizing a moment when Mr. Rosenbloom is recounting his money, she thrusts it quickly into her husband's hand._] LEZINSKY [_he crosses to Mr. Rosenbloom and counts out the five dollars from the bills in the roll._] One dollar--two dollars--three dollars--and two is five dollars. [_Hands it to Mr. Rosenbloom._] MR. ROSENBLOOM [_hesitates_]. You shouldn't be out that $5, Mr. Lezinsky. Anyhow--pay me the difference when you charge for the suit. LEZINSKY. No, Mr. Rosenbloom--if you take the money now, please.... I couldn't rest--otherwise. In all my life--this--never--happened--before. MR. ROSENBLOOM [_takes the money_]. Well, if you want it that way, Mr. Lezinsky.... You have the suit ready this evening anyhow? LEZINSKY. You get the suit this evening, Mr. Rosenbloom. I stop everything else.... And I don't charge you anything for this work, Mr. Rosenbloom. MR. ROSENBLOOM. Of course, you charge. "Don't charge"! What kind of business is that? LEZINSKY. I make you a present, Mr. Rosenbloom--for your trouble. MR. ROSENBLOOM. I pay you for these alterations, all right. [_He goes out._] LEZINSKY [_searches his wife's face, with ominous calm_]. Gietel! Gietel! MRS. LEZINSKY. You make presents, eh, Solly? Are you a rabbi or a poor blind tailor--yes? LEZINSKY [_bursts out_]. She makes a mock at me--this shameless one! MRS. LEZINSKY. No, no, Solly-- LEZINSKY [_scathingly_]. Gietel!... [_His eyes never leave her face._] MRS. LEZINSKY [_in a hushed voice_]. Why do you look at me like that, Solly? LEZINSKY. Blind as I am, I see too much, Gietel. MRS. LEZINSKY. Listen, Solly--I tell you now-- LEZINSKY [_silences her with a wave of his hand._] What I get I give--[_He takes the five-dollar bill from his pocket, smooths it out and adds it to the roll._] I give my money. I give my eyes ... and this woman--she sells me for a baby-carriage. MRS. LEZINSKY. No, no, Solly, you shouldn't say such things before you know-- LEZINSKY. Silence, woman! How should I not know? It is here in my hand--the five-dollar bill--here in my hand. I have counted the money. Thirty-seven dollars we had. I have given him back his five and thirty-seven dollars remain. How is that, Gietel? What is the answer to that?... She cheats the customer and she cheats me.... Rather should I take my children by the hand and beg my bread from door to door. MRS. LEZINSKY. Solly--Solly--I tell you--the baby-carriage--