"Are you going to repeat the comedy you played so well this afternoon, and make love to me again ?" "If you like.

But I do not need to win your affections now." "Why not ?" "Have I not bought your soul, with everything in it, like a furnished house ?" he asked merrily.
"Then you are the devil after all ?" "Or an angel.

Why should the evil one have a monopoly in the soul-market?
But you remind me of my argument.

You would have distracted Demosthenes in the heat of a peroration, or Socrates in the midst of his defence, if you had flashed that hair of yours before their old eyes.
You have almost taken the life out of my argument.

I was going to say that my peculiarity is not less exclusive than Lucifer's, though it takes a different turn.