Helena—[With a gracious smile.] You will get some personal good out of it, won’t you?
Storm—I’m uncomfortable——
Helena—Uncomfortable!
Storm—[Beginning to be really uncomfortable.] Who are you?
Helena—I am a woman, Gheid Storm, who is not in need.
Storm—You’re horrible!
Helena—Yes, that too.
Storm—But somewhere you’re vulnerable.
Helena—Perhaps.
Storm—Only I don’t quite know the spot.