SCHWARTZENHOPFEL (anxious to regain The Devil’s good-will) Half? All! All! No strings to my generosity, young lady. I want him to be happy at his work. He can buy an automobile—or a—yacht—or—er—jewellery—or—anything—
FANNY (throwing herself into The Devil’s arms)
Addington! Addington! At last!
[Agnus clenches his fists and starts across room.
THE DEVIL (in an injured tone)
I thought you were going away never to return?
FANNY
And would you have been unhappy, dearest?
THE DEVIL
You just said: “All is over between us”—