then the sun goes down, and you feel as though you had done a hundred times more than all the work in the world. They tell me I am not made for work, but when I am there in the garden I feel there may be something What am I for, Primus?
Primus
I do not know, but you are beautiful.
Helena
What, Primus?
Primus
You are beautiful, Helena, and I am stronger than all the Robots.
Helena
[Helena looks at herself in the mirror]: Am I beautiful? I think it must be the rose. My hair—it only weights me down. My eyes—I only see with them. My lips—they only help me to speak. Of what use is it to be beautiful? [She sees Primus in the mirror.] Primus, is that you? Come here so that we may be together. Look, your head is different from mine. So are your shoulders—and your lips [Primus draws away from her.] Ah, Primus, why do you draw away from me? Why must I run after you the whole day?
