FANNY
Mr. Magnus—my veil—
THE DEVIL
Veil—tooth-brush—any excuse will do.
FANNY (ignoring him)
Mr. Magnus, your chauffeur says the snow’s getting deep. We should start immediately.
THE DEVIL
You take the car, Fanny. You and your mother. You go back. Mr. Magnus stays here.
[Schwartzenhopfel smiles weakly.
FANNY