Helena. I won’t.
Domin. Ah! Doctor Gall?
Helena. I don’t want any of you.
Domin. Another two minutes. (Pleading. Looking at watch.)
Helena. I think you’d marry any woman who came here.
Domin. Plenty of them have come, Helena.
Helena. (Laughing) Young?
Domin. Yes.
Helena. Why didn’t you marry one of them?