Paris [at a loss]. No! Yes! Yes! No!
Helena. It was a profanation of the most holy.
Paris. The holiest awaits you, Helena! Our love will lighten the Plutonian realms.
Helena. Menelaus never spoke to me like that.
Paris. 'Tis but the first whisper of my adoration.
Helena. I can't face him every morning at breakfast for the rest of my life. That's even more than a Queen can bear.
Paris. I am waiting to release you.
Helena. I've stood it for seven years.
Paris. I've been coming to you since the beginning of time.
Helena. There is something urging me to go with you, something I do not understand.