HUSBAND. [Shaking hands with her] Good-bye, Miss Rose. I hope you will be happy, and that you will be a big girl soon-a very big girl.
ROSE. [Picking up her flowers] Good-bye, Mrs. Brunner. [As she gets no answer] Good-bye! [She runs out.
HUSBAND and WIFE look equally embarrassed; she tries to avoid looking him in the face.
WIFE. Can I be of any help?
HUSBAND. No, thank you, I am practically done.
WIFE. And there are so many others to help you.
HUSBAND. Let me have a look at you!
[He tries to take hold of her head.
WIFE. [Escaping him] No, leave me alone.
HUSBAND. What is it?