The way that woman clung to her husband's arm as if for protection.
KARL
For protection? (Sneeringly.) From you?
DEVIL
Look here, my boy; do you think you are wise to be such a fool?
[KARL rises, starts away, DEVIL catches him by hand.
KARL
I don't want to talk about it. You don't seem to understand my position. I have seen this woman for years every day, and I never even thought—and if I had thought—I should have laughed at myself.
DEVIL, rises, takes both KARL'S hands
Look at her! She's yours. Think what it means —joy, unspeakable joy—the most supreme joy one can have. And to think that you are too lazy to stretch out your hand! Why, another one would toil day and night, would risk life and limb for such a prize—and it just drops at your feet—a windfall.