SENATOR: And this old boy (_turning to the portrait of_ SILAS MORTON)
can look out on his old home--and watch the valley grow.
FEJEVARY: Yes--that was my idea. His picture really should be in
Memorial Hall, but I thought Uncle Silas would like to be up here among
the books, and facing the old place. (_with a laugh_) I confess to being
a little sentimental.
SENATOR: We Americans have lots of sentiment, Mr Fejevary. It's what
makes us--what we are. (FEJEVARY _does not speak; there are times when
the senator seems to trouble him_) Well, this is a great site for a
college. You can see it from the whole country round.
FEJEVARY: Yes, that was Uncle Silas' idea. He had a reverence for
education. It grew, in part, out of his feeling for my father. He was a
poet--really, Uncle Silas. (_looking at the picture_) He gave this hill
for a college that we might become a deeper, more sensitive people--
(_Two girls, convulsed with the giggles, come tumbling in_.)
DORIS: (_confused_) Oh--oh, excuse us.
FUSSIE: (_foolishly_) We didn't know anybody was here.
(MR FEJEVARY _looks at them sternly. The girls retreat_.)
SENATOR: (_laughing_) Oh, well girls will be girls. I've got three of my
own.
(HORACE _comes back, carrying an open book_.
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