(A knock)
Good Heaven! My mother can that have been?
MARTHA (peeping through the blind)
’Tis some strange gentleman.—Come in!
(MEPHISTOPHELES enters.)
MEPHISTOPHELES
That I so boldly introduce me,
I beg you, ladies, to excuse me.
(Steps back reverently, on seeing MARGARET.)
For Martha Schwerdtlein I’d inquire!
MARTHA