PARIS [nonchalantly]. I'm not afraid of the King. He's fat, and—a fool.
ANALYTIKOS. Shall I call the guards? [MENELAUS stops him.]
MENELAUS [very significantly]. So you would give your life for a glimpse of the Queen?
PARIS [swiftly]. Yes! My immortal soul, and if the fables tell the truth, the sight will be worth the forfeit.
MENELAUS [suddenly jumping up]. It shall be as you wish!
PARIS [buoyantly]. Venus has smiled on me.
MENELAUS. In there beyond the library you will find a room with a bath. Wait there till I call you.
PARIS. Is this some trick to catch me?
MENELAUS. A Spartan cannot lie.
PARIS. What will happen to you if the King hears of this?