Professor Suter: Dr. Solomon told me about your good fortune. I wanted to say congratulations.
Mary: Thank you.
Professor Suter: I used to have an eye out for this office. [Dick clears his throat] Ah, the bay window! And the apple tree. My wife and I used to picnic under it all the time. She's dead now. Mary, you have better eyes than I.
Do you see anything carved on the trunk out there?
Mary: No.
Dick: Oh, I see it. It's a heart. A heart, Mary.
Professor Suter: I carved it on the day I proposed, right before I went out to fight the Germans.
Dick: Oh. You must have loved her very much.
Professor Suter: You'll never know. Mary, I have a very special favor to ask of you.
Mary: What?
Professor Suter: Could you some afternoon help me gather apple blossoms and then take them with me to my wife's grave?
Mary: 'Kay.
Professor Suter: Bless you, Mary.
Dick: Come on, Professor Suter. Let me walk you down to your tiny office. I think Dr. Albright wants to be alone with her thoughts.