One of us is insane, that is certain.
THE DEVIL
Mars, you will remember, is red. That’s where your dim poetic devil-makers got their hell-fire from.
[Agnus holds his head.
THE DEVIL
The only true thing they tell about me is that I tempted man through woman to wisdom. I have been hated and reviled as wisdom always is. But my sentence of exile will soon be over—the ten thousand years will soon be up—and then I can quit ridiculous man forever and go to school again to fit myself for the Sun.
[The light darts impatiently around.
THE DEVIL
I wish that ridiculous Dutchman’s soul would quit bothering me! (To the light) Isn’t it enough that you’ve got me hiding from the police, you imbecilic disembodied spirit? (To Agnus) Who was that handsome fellow in the velvet jacket who just ran out of here? I’ve been following him about for days hoping he’ll ask my help. Then I could give this preposterous paunch back to that light comedian over there. (Points to light) And I hope the police get it.
AGNUS