[Shakes hands naturally.
[At word "Devil" the DEVIL enters silently from hall door. He has his fur coat on. He smiles wickedly, and at OLGA'S words "re-create that letter," pulls OLGA'S letter out of his pocket, and stands so that the chair hides him from KARL and OLGA, who are close to studio door.
KARL
Olga, you are afraid of something. What is it?
OLGA
I'm afraid of—myself—good-bye!
KARL
Good-bye, Olga.
[They turn and see the devil.
[To DEVIL, angrily.
I thought you'd gone!
[Goes abruptly into the studio, OLGA stands as if hypnotized.