Paris. Quick! There is but a moment left us.
[He takes her rapturously in his arms. There is a passionate embrace in the midst of which Tsumu enters.]
Tsumu. The chiropodist has come.
Helena. Bring me my outer garment and my purse.
[Tsumu exits, her eyes wide on Paris.]
Paris. Helena! Helena!
[Helena looks about her and takes up the papyrus that Menelaus has flung to the floor.]
Helena. A last word to the King. [She looks at the papyrus.] No, this won't do; I shall have to take this with me.
Paris. What is it?
Helena. Maskanda's discourse on the hip.