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II]

I am ready.

What is it, Bertha?

[Trembling.] I was afraid.

Of being alone?

[Catches his hands.] You know what I mean. My nerves are all upset.

That I ?

Promise me, Robert, not to think of such a thing. Never. If you like me at all. I thought that moment

What an idea?

But promise me if you like me.

If I like you. Bertha! I promise. Of course, I promise. You are trembling all over.

Let me sit down somewhere. It will pass in a moment.