Good soul! I have forgiven him long ago.
Mephistopheles. [continuing his interrupted narrative]
And yet was she, God knows, much more to blame than I.
Martha.
What! did he lie? on the grave’s brink to lie!
Mephistopheles.
He fabled to the last, be sure,
If I am half a connoisseur.
“In sooth, I had no time to gape,” he said,
“First to get children, then to get them bread,