FEJEVARY: And there's no one in here?
HARRY: No, I've been all through.
FEJEVARY: There's a committee downstairs. Oh, this is a terrible day.
(_putting his things on the table_) We'd better stay up here. Harry,
when my niece--when Miss Morton arrives--I want you to come and let me
know. Ask her not to leave the building without seeing me.
HARRY: Yes, sir. (_he goes out_)
FEJEVARY: Well, (_wearily_) it's been a day. Not the day I was looking
for.
HOLDEN: No.
FEJEVARY: You're very serene up here.
HOLDEN: Yes, I wanted to be--serene for a little while.
FEJEVARY: (_looking at the books_) Emerson. Whitman. (_with a smile_)
Have they anything new to say on economics?
HOLDEN: Perhaps not; but I wanted to forget economics for a time. I came
up here by myself to try and celebrate the fortieth anniversary of the
founding of Morton College. (_answering the other man's look_) Yes, I
confess I've been disappointed in the anniversary. As I left Memorial
Hall after the exercises this morning, Emerson's words came into my
mind--
'Give me truth,
For I am tired of surfaces
And die of inanition.'
Well, then I went home--(_stops, troubled_)
FEJEVARY: How is Mrs Holden?
HOLDEN: Better, thank you, but--not strong.
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