The greedy millionaire criminal makes all the little criminals. He needs men like this hypocrite here (_pointing to the Judge_)—needs them to save corporations from fines, their officers from jail—with that damnable word “unconstitutional”; just as he needs Senators to make trust laws easy to break; Governors to sign exemptions and pardons; aldermen to steal city franchises; bosses to elect those aldermen to order; murdering gangsters to kill honest voting; and police who will permit the gangsters to steal, pimp and kill, and who share in their spoils. (_Still addressing the light_) And every crime of the lot—yes—don’t shrink from your guilt—even the stealing, the pimping, and the killing—is the fault of the greedy millionaire. (_Pointing to the Judge_) Even that might have been a man— JUDGE CRITTY (_anxiously_) But, Mr. Magnus— THE DEVIL No hypocrite may be trusted upon the Supreme Bench, Judge. [_Schwartzenhopfel nods._ JUDGE CRITTY (_wildly_) You use me—cast me aside— THE DEVIL Just what a prostitute would say when the man to whose worst passions she has pandered seeks to be clean again and casts her off. (_He opens the door again and points_) Get out! (_He fixes the unhappy Judge with his eyes. Unable to resist, the Judge follows the slowly pointing finger and goes out_) DOLL BLONDIN (_whose admiration for The Devil has grown quickly, as evidenced by the expression on her face as she has sat listening almost with awe_) You are some man—believe me! FANNY (_turns quickly on her at this danger-note in her voice, and speaks with an effort at politeness_) You said you would not like a certain party to hear a certain story— [_The Devil, being recalled to this situation, looks hopelessly around._ DOLL BLONDIN Let the certain party go— FANNY (_glares at her_) What? DOLL BLONDIN (_glares back_) I wouldn’t stay where I wasn’t wanted if I were some people— FANNY And I suppose you think you are wanted? [_Doll Blondin smiles aggravatingly._ FANNY What? DOLL BLONDIN I’ve been asked to stay anyhow. That’s more’n some people have— FANNY Addington! You’ll let this woman insult me? THE DEVIL Certainly, my dear. DOLL BLONDIN You see—(_She spreads hands and her manner becomes still more aggravating_) FANNY I’ll go and get mother. Even she will see who’s in the wrong now. When I’m prepared to give up everything for you— THE DEVIL But you aren’t— FANNY (_wildly_) I am. You needn’t even have a flat in town. I’ll stay here. Why, I’ll even live on your income. THE DEVIL You only say that until you get me safely married. FANNY (_beside herself_) I swear it. Addington—I didn’t realize how much I loved you until I saw you save your friend (_points to Agnus_); heard you defy those policemen, and—then—the way you talked to that nasty old Judge. Oh! I want you—I love you— THE DEVIL (_stepping back to avoid an embrace_) Well, you can’t have me! DOLL BLONDIN You see—(_Spreads her hands as before_) FANNY