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Show ^•145- His daughter had met him a t college in Utah, where they had married a f t e r their Freshman year. He had gone to college to study agriculture, but had got into some l i t e r a t u r e and drama courses with the Professor's daughter, and had changed his major? He and his wife made a good theatrical team, assisting one another and complementing each other. His daughter came to the head of the s t a i r s and called out: "Hello, Daddy! Is that you?" "Granpai Granpa! Did you bring my present?" her younger daughter called from behind her. "Yes," he called back? "I brought i t ." The parents laughed. "You go on up. I ' l l be finished here in a minute," the son-in-law said. At the top of the s t a i r s , the Professor embraced his daughter and the two granddaughters. The younger one, he picked up? astonished a t how heavy she had become. She held the packagel and; even in his arms, began trying to get it unwrapped? He put her down, and she sat on the floor and struggled with the tight colored paper. He took a seat in the chair he always sat in, a chair where there was a clay ashtray; made a t school by the older daughter a few years before. The room i t s e l f was furnished by odds and ends that his daughter had picked up a t second-hand stores, marble tables, |
