JUDGE CRITTY (to Schwartzenhopfel)
Such actions cause talk, sir—
THE DEVIL
If I’ve promoted even the germ of Socialism in those robber-barons’men-at-arms, I’m satisfied—
JUDGE CRITTY (stiffly)
I was not addressing you, Doctor Agnus—
THE DEVIL
Don’t try that fake dignity with me, you hoary-headed old fraud, because you haven’t the moral dignity back of it to hold you up. Get out, you arrant knave! (Catches Schwartzenhopfel’s eye)
JUDGE CRITTY (dumfounded)
Mr. Magnus—will you allow me to be so insulted by this cockerel? He’s either drunk or crazy.