MENELAUS [in a temper]. How many times must I tell you that my name is Menelaus and that it isn't "Moo Moo?" HELENA [sweetly]. I'll never do it again, Moo Moo. [She giggles.] MENELAUS. Your laugh gets on my nerves. It's louder than it used to be. HELENA. If you wish it, I'll never, never laugh again. MENELAUS. You've promised that too often. HELENA [sadly]. Things are not as they used to be. MENELAUS. Are you going to start that again? HELENA [with a tinge of melancholy]. I suppose you'd like me to be still and sad. MENELAUS [bitterly]. Is it too much to hope that you might be still and happy? HELENA [speaking very quickly and tragically]. Don't treat me cruelly, Moo Moo. You don't understand me. No man ever really understands a woman. There are terrible depths to my nature. I had a long talk with Dr. Aesculapius only last week, and he told me I'm too introspective. It's the curse of us emotional women. I'm really quite worried, but much you care, much you care. [A note of tears comes into her voice.] I'm sure you don't love me any more, Moo Moo. No! No! Don't answer me! If you did you couldn't speak to me the way you do. I've never wronged you in deed or in thought. No, never--never. I've given up my hopes and aspirations, because I knew you wanted me around you. And now, NOW---- [She can contain the tears no longer.] Because I have neglected my beauty and because I am old and ugly, you regret that Ulysses or Agamemnon didn't marry me when you all wanted me, and I know you curse the day you ever saw me. [She is breathless.] MENELAUS [fuming]. Well! Have you done? HELENA. No. I could say a great deal more, but I'm not a talkative woman. [ANALYTIKOS comes in from the library.] ANALYTIKOS. Your Majesty, are we to read no longer to-day? HELENA. I have something to say to the King. [ANALYTIKOS goes toward the library. MENELAUS anxiously stops him.] MENELAUS. No. Stay here. You are a wise man and will understand the wisdom of the Queen. ANALYTIKOS [bowing to HELENA]. Helena is wise as she is beautiful. MENELAUS. She is attempting to prove to me in a thousand words that she's a silent woman. ANALYTIKOS. Women are seldom silent. [HELENA resents this.] Their beauty is forever speaking for them. HELENA. The years have, indeed, taught you wisdom. [TSUMU enters.] TSUMU. The almond water awaits Your Majesty. HELENA. I hope you haven't forgotten the chiropodist. TSUMU. He has been commanded but he's always late. He's so busy. HELENA [in a purring tone to MENELAUS]. Moo Moo. [MENELAUS, bored, turns away.] HELENA [to TSUMU]. I think after all I'll wear my Sicily blue. [She and TSUMU go into the QUEEN'S apartment.] ANALYTIKOS. Shall we go back to the library? MENELAUS. My mind is unhinged again--that woman with her endless protestations. ANALYTIKOS. I am sorry the poets no longer divert you. MENELAUS. A little poetry is always too much. ANALYTIKOS. To-morrow we will try the historians.