And yet—what a splendid couple you two would make.
[OLGA, standing quite near the DEVIL but not looking at him, buries her face in her hands.
Wake up!
[To KARL:
You, with your talent, your splendid youth!
[To OLGA:
You, with your temperament, and beauty and longing!
KARL crosses to R.
Stop! Stop! I beg you—
[OLGA backs to R. of back of chair, as though to protect DEVIL.