Mark me! I’ll make them feel the screw.
Mephistopheles. [to Faust]
They have no nose to smell the devil out,
Even when he has them by the snout.
Faust.
Be greeted, gentlemen!
Siebel.
With much respect return we the salute.
[Softly, eyeing Mephistopheles from the one side.]
What! does the fellow limp upon one foot?