DOLL BLONDIN (enraged)
Well, anyway, he ran after me in the street and called me in. (Seeing she has hurt Fanny, she encourages the innuendo wickedly) Said price didn’t matter—he said. (Violently again) But have no fear: I won’t stay here and be insulted: I’ll go—
FANNY
You had better—
THE DEVIL
Miss Blondin, if the place, or the food, or the service is unsatisfactory—go. Otherwise—stay. This lady is nothing to me.
DOLL BLONDIN (in cool admiration)
Well, you are a brute!
FANNY (to The Devil, seeing the admiration and rendered wild by it) I understand now! This is why you’ve changed so suddenly. The sight of this woman of the street—
DOLL BLONDIN (blazing)