ELSA, controlling herself with difficulty
Oh!
DEVIL
Heinrich! There's a little leather satchel in the pocket of my overcoat.
[HEINRICH goes out.
ELSA
Don't be afraid. This is not my day for crying.
DEVIL
It's when a girl laughs that I'm most afraid.
[HEINRICH brings the satchel, puts it on the table L. C. and goes into studio.