How are you, fella?
BILL
(Taking his hand)
I'm fine, Herb.
HERB
(Poking his finger into BILL'S chest)
Great to see you.
(Looks around to LAURA)
Oh, uh . . .
BILL
I don't think you've met Laura, Herb. This is Laura. Laura, this is Herb
Lee, Tom's father.
HERB
(Hearty and friendly, meant to put people at their ease)
Hello, Laura.
LAURA
I've heard so much about you.
HERB
(After looking at her for a moment)
I like her, Bill. I like her very much.
(LAURA blushes, and is a little taken aback by this.
To LAURA)
What I'd like to know is how did you manage to do it?
(Cuffing BILL)
I'll bet you make her life miserable . . . You look good, Bill.
BILL
You don't look so bad yourself.
(He takes in a notch in his belt.)
HERB
No, you're in shape. I never had anything to keep in shape, but you
. . . You should have seen this boy, Laura.
LAURA
I've seen pictures.
HERB
Only exercise I get these days is bending the elbow.
LAURA
May I get you something? A drink?
HERB
No, thanks. I haven't got much time.
BILL
You drive out from Boston, Herb?
HERB
No, train. You know, Bill, I think that's the same old train you and I
used to ride in when we came here.
BILL
Probably is.
HERB
If I don't catch the six-fifty-four, I'll have to stay all night, and
I'd rather not.
BILL
We'd be glad to put you up.
HERB
No. You're putting me up in a couple of weeks at the reunion. That's
imposing enough.
(There is an awkward pause. Both men sit down)
I . . . uh . . . was over at the Dean's this afternoon.
BILL
Oh, he called you?
HERB
Why, no. I was u'p discussing Alumni Fund matters with him . . .
and . . . Do you know about it?
BILL
You mean about Tom?
HERB
Yes.
(Looks at LAURA.)
BILL
Laura knows too.
(He reaches for her to come to him, and he puts his arm around her waist.)
HERB
Well, after we discussed the Fund, he told me about that.
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