[Points to door down R.
KARL
Get out, I said.
[The DEVIL goes back slowly up the stairs. KARL is about to follow him up as DEVIL is on third step, OLGA comes on in her opera cloak and comes down stairs to R. The DEVIL goes behind her. KARL backs over L. Long silence, KARL stares at OLGA and the DEVIL, speechless.
OLGA
Karl, you have not spoken to me once tonight.
DEVIL, stands very near to OLGA, cynically
The opera cloak—
OLGA
Everybody is gay, the girls dance as if it were their first ball—the young men as if it were their last.