High on the gable of Reichmann’s House at Pikk 23/25, a wigged stone gentleman leans over the parapet on both elbows, holding a gilded lorgnette to his eyes and aimed across the street. Local legend holds that a merchant had him mounted there — lorgnette included — after catching an old neighbour spying on his wife. Two other versions of the story flatly contradict that one, and none of the three is sourced; it costs nothing to see, at any hour, from the street below.