ARN had pulled a gold coin in the meantime from the lining of his belt. He stretched the hand with the coin by the lattice, then he threw it in a high bow into the lug. They heard a quiet sounding, when the coin met a stone. „That was our knocking “, he explained to LILIAN, „the dwarves have an extremely fine feeling for gold. I think, it won't take ten minutes, until someone will appear here.“