Well, yes, it was—I hardly know how to tell you—It was a mad impulse. I proposed, just for fun, without the least idea she would take it up; it means risking her reputation and social position—everything—not to mention the risk of catching cold—
DEVIL
KARL, startled
What do you mean?
DEVIL
Well, this evening—before all her guests—there are a hundred and thirty I believe—
KARL, impatient
Yes, go on.
DEVIL
—before the élite of Vienna I may say—she will walk through the ball-room on my arm—in (suggestive pause)—an opera cloak.