[Fanny pushes him away. Her look is that of a tragedy-queen’s as she advances with folded arms toward The Devil, who smiles impishly, sure now that he has rid himself of her for good.
FANNY
Explain, Addington Agnus!
[The Devil ignites a cigarette at the electric lighter, shrugs his shoulders and smiles again.
DOLL BLONDIN (who has come down to The Devil)
Well, how about those trunks?
THE DEVIL
Oh, Schwartzenhopfel will help you—
SCHWARTZENHOPFEL (indignantly, as if to say: “Remember I am John Magnus”) What?
THE DEVIL (pointing to Agnus) Him!