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Out of the way adults,

at that.

I guess I haven't

been much of a mother.

I've been too busy writing,

providing the groceries.

They're your children.

That's all I care about.

Oh.

[footsteps]

- You are Jeff, I presume.

- Uh-huh.

Uh, this on the other hand,

is Susan.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

How do you do?

- Why don't we, uh..

- Yes.

- Over there, darling..

- Yeah.

It's a nice little

college you have here.

- Oh, thank you.

- Football team any good?

Yes, we won all

our games last year.

Either that or we

lost all our games.

- I, I heard something about--

- That's close enough.

I really don't pay much

attention to football.

It isn't my game.

What is your game?

I rather like chess.

- Chess.

- Chess.

I'm teaching your

mother to play.

(Jeff) 'And, uh, how

is mother coming along?'

I keep forgetting not to put

things where he can take them.

- It takes practice.

- 'Oh, sure, sure.'

You'll be surprised what a

difference ten or fifteen years

can make in your game.

Yes, indeed.

Uh, you, you kids aren't hungry

by any chance, are you?

- No.

- Not me.

No.

I have a surprise for you.

The Dean has asked us

all over for tea.

It's an opportunity for him

to meet Susan and Jeff.

Yes, of course.

So, tea at the Dean's,

on our very first day here.

I bet there's something

doing in Digby

every single minute,

isn't there?

We keep pretty busy.

Like, there's a Monday night

physiological research group.

The Thursday evening

economic forum.

Many other student activities

and let me see..

Oh ,yes. This winter

is a diversion.

We're having a series of

lectures on music appreciation.

Gee, did you hear that, Jeff?

Yeah. Oh, you picked a honey

of a spot to write in, mom.

There's certainly nothing here

to distract you.

He's joking, isn't he?

(Jo)

'How do you mean?'

Surely, you're not going on

with your writing?

Not going writing?

That's a strange notion,

Michael. Where did you get it?

Before, you had to.

To make a living, but now

there's no reason for it.

Well, that's not the point.

There are few

enough good writers

without your crossing

mom off the list.

I intend to support Jo myself.

Well, I'm sorry, but I--

Michael and I will

discuss this later.

Besides, kids,

I'm written out and lectured out

and a vacation will be good.

This graveyard is

getting you already.

Just a minute.

Jo has the right

to live her life.

You can't make her

give up her career.

I did not marry

her career.

It's none of

your business.

- And frankly, I think..

- Stop it.

- But really, mom.

- Stop it, mean it, so help me.

Come dear, we'd better

get ready for the Dean's tea.

Yes, of course.

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