[Now standing behind OLGA, tea cup in his hand.
After he read it, he buried his face in the pillow and cried.
OLGA
He cried?
DEVIL
I hate men who cry.
OLGA
I did not want him to have that letter. I wanted to speak to him first. I wanted to ask him to give me my letter back unopened I am too late.
DEVIL
You were not too late. It's I that was too early.