HELENA. Don't be impertinent, Tsumu. I've got to have some sort
of amusement.
TSUMU. You've only to wait till next week, and you can see
another of the priestesses sacrificed to Diana.
HELENA. That doesn't interest me any longer. The girls are
positively beginning to like it. No! My mind is set on war.
TSUMU [terrified]. I have five fathers of my children to lose.
HELENA. War, or -- or ----
TSUMU [hopefully]. Have I been so long your slave that I no
longer know your wish?
HELENA [very simply]. Well, I should like to have a lover.
TSUMU [springs up and rushes over in horror to draw the curtains
across the door to the library. All of a tremble]. Gods grant
they didn't hear you.
HELENA. Don't be alarmed, Tsumu. Analytikos is over eighty.
[She bursts into a loud peal of laughter and MENELAUS rushes into
the room.]
MENELAUS [in high irritation]. I wish you wouldn't make so much
noise in here. A King might at least expect quiet in his own
palace.
HELENA. Tsumu, see if my bath is ready. [TSUMU exits.]
You used not speak like that to me, Moo Moo.
MENELAUS [in a temper].
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