THE DEVIL
Is it your house?
FANNY (boldly)
Yes, it is!
THE DEVIL (taken aback)
What?
FANNY
Our house! (Sweetly) And, Addington, dear: it could be mine if I sued you for breach of promise! You know I’d win—your letters are so dear! And the engagement announcement that was in all the papers—and our pictures together in that Sunday Supplement—I can’t imagine where they get those pictures, can you? Framed heart-shape with the dearest little Cupids shooting arrows at us—you know, how you loved it—
THE DEVIL (revolted)
I loved it!