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[''His face is flushed. He has worked himself into a real anger'']

[Suddenly, having got back his control, turns to them—coldly]

There are certain things connected with Dad’s will I thought I ought to—

[With a tinge of satisfied superiority]

I don’t believe Dad told you about his will, did he, Mother?

[Indifferently]

No.

Well, the whole estate goes to you and me, of course. I didn’t mean that.

[With a resentful look at ]

But there is one provision that is peculiar, to say the least. It concerns you, Doctor Darrell—a half-million for your Station to be used in biological research work.

[His face suddenly flushing with anger]

What’s that? That’s a joke, isn’t it?

[Thinking furiously]

It’s worse! it’s a deliberate insult! a last sneer of ownership! of my life!

[Coldly sneering]

I thought it must be a joke myself—but Dad insisted.