Helena—You have forgotten our great moment of human contact.
Storm—[Nervously.] Well——
Helena—You were about to tell me what brought you?
Storm—I don’t know—something no one speaks of—some great ease in your back—the look of a great lover——
Helena—So—you scented a great lover——
Storm—I am a man—and I love——
Helena—What have you done for love, Gheid Storm?
Storm—I’ve—never gone to the dogs——
Helena—So?
Storm—I’ve always respected women.