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Helen—Well, I’ve found out. I like to run things, but it gets monotonous to always know that I am the key to the situation. If we are together, and I feel high, we enjoy ourselves. If I feel unhappy, then we don’t; or anyway you don’t. How you’re feeling never has anything to do with it.

John—Wouldn’t it be that way with most couples?

Helen—Oh, I suppose so. It would be if I were the girl.

John—Well, what do you want?

Helen—I want—Oh, I’ll be frank for once. I like the feeling of going after them. I like the thrill when you meet them and notice that they’ve got black hair that’s wavy, but awfully neat, or have dark lines under their eyes, and look charmingly dissipated, or have funny smiles that come and go and leave you wondering whether they smiled at all. Then I like the way they begin to follow you with their eyes. They’re interested. Good! Then I begin to place him. Try to get his type, find what he likes; right then the romance begins to lessen for me and increase for him. Then come a few long talks.