I think you dropped something.
[OLGA takes the blouse mechanically and looks at him frightened.
I must beg your pardon, Madame. I came from lunch. Karl was not at home. I waited and I fell asleep in this very comfortable chair.
[He rubs his eyes.
Forgive me, Madame, for opening my eyes at a moment when, for propriety's sake, I should have at least kept one eye shut.
OLGA, puts blouse on couch and goes L., horrified and disgusted
Oh!
DEVIL, Right of couch L.
I am aware this is a base insinuation—of course you only come here—
[Ironical.