BERTHA.
He was very nervous. You saw that?
RICHARD.
Yes. I saw it. What else went on?
BERTHA.
He asked me to give him my hand.
RICHARD.
[Smiling.] In marriage?
BERTHA.
[Smiling.] No, only to hold.
RICHARD.
Did you?
BERTHA.
Yes. [Tearing off a few petals.] Then he caressed my hand and asked would I let him kiss it. I let him.
RICHARD.
Well?
BERTHA.
Then he asked could he embrace me—even once?... And then...
RICHARD.
And then?