Helena—Nor do I participate in liberations——
Storm—[In a low voice.] I could hate you!
Helena—I limit no man, feel what you can.
Storm—[Taking a step toward her, the dog lifts its head.] If it were not for those damned dogs of yours—I’d—I’d——
Helena—Aristocracy of movement never made a dog bite——
Storm—That’s a—strange thing to say—just at this moment.
Helena—Not for me.
Storm—[Sulky.] Well, anyway, a cat may look at a King——
Helena—Oh no, a cat may only look at what it sees.
Storm—Helena Hucksteppe.