Helena [making room on the couch for him to sit next to her]. You mustn't say wicked things to me.
Paris. Can your theories survive a test?
Helena [beautifully]. Truth is eternal and survives all tests.
Paris. No. Perhaps, after all, your soul is not ready for the supremest heights.
Helena. Do you mean to say I'm not religious? Religion teaches the meaning of love.
Paris. Has it taught you to love your husband?
Helena [starting up and immediately sitting down again]. How dare you speak to me like that?
Paris. You see. I was right.
[He goes toward the balcony.]
Helena [stopping him]. Whatever made you think so?