"You're a very beautiful girl. What do you suppose I want? You."
"You mean you're in love with me?"
"Does it seem so incredible?"
She smiled at him. "You're just exploring—hunting—aren't you? Still trying to get answers to questions. You know that as a man and woman we have nothing for each other?"
He was trying to look behind her eyes. "Yes, I know it. Where is your love, Daphne?"
"The same place yours is. We're looking for the same thing."
"But can't we hunt for it hand in hand?"
"No. Each must seek in his own way."
"But you have a clearer idea of what it is we seek than I?"
"Perhaps—perhaps not. Who can say?"