WILLY hurries out as the light goes down. STANLEY moves over to the right after him, watches him off. The other WAITER has been staring at WILLY.] BEN: Not like an appointment at all. A diamond is rough and hard to the touch. WILLY:Goonnow.I’llberightup. BEN: [Coming down to the edge of the garden.] He’ll call you a coward. WILLY: [Suddenly fearful.] No, that would be terrible.

points. You gotta talk to him before they close the school. Because if he saw the kind of man you are, and you just talked to him in your way, I’m sure he’d come through for me. The class came right before practice, see, and I didn’t go enough. Would you talk to him? He’d like you, Pop. You know the way you could talk. WILLY: And they’ll get married, and come for a weekend. I’d build a little guest house . ’Cause I got so many fine tools, all I’d need would be a little lumber and some peace of mind. BIFF: Well, I waited six hours for him, see? All day. Kept sending my name in. Eventriedtodatehissecretarysoshe’dgetmetohim,butnosoap. WILLY: He certainly will listen to me. You need those points for the U. of Virginia. BIFF: I’m not going there. BEN: You don’t want to make a fool of yourself. They might not honor the policy. WILLY:Howcantheydarerefuse?Didn’tIworklikeacoolietomeeteverypre-

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to be happy right here, right now. [To WILLY, while BEN laughs.] Why must everybody conquer the world? Y ou’re well liked, and the boys love you, and someday —[ToBEN.]—why,oldmanWagnertoldhimjusttheotherdaythat if he keeps it up he’ll be a member of the firm, didn’t he, Willy? HOWARD’S SON: “. . . of New York is Albany. The capital of Ohio is Cincinnati, the capital of Rhode Island is . . .” [The recitation continues.] MISS FORSYTHE: [As HAPPY pushes her out.] Say, I don’t like that temper of his! HAPPY: He’s just a little overstrung, he’ll be all right! thing? You named him Howard, but you can’t sell that. The only thing you got in this world is what you can sell. And the funny thing is that you’re a salesman, and you don’t know that. WILLY: Well, that’s a great thing. To weather a twenty-five year mortgage is — LINDA:It’sanaccomplishment.

CHARLEY: [Counting out money on the desk.] He don’t have to—he’s gonna do it. WILLY: And you never told him what to do, did you? You never took any interestBIFF: [At the peak of his fury.] Pop, I’m nothing! I’m nothing, Pop. Can’t you understand that? There’s no spite in it anymore. I’m just what I am, that’s all. MISS FORSYTHE: Oh, he isn’t really your father! BIFF: [Atleft,turningtoherresentfully.]MissForsythe,you’vejustseenaprince HAPPY: He’s gonna be terrific, Pop! WILLY:[Tryingtostand.]Thenyougotit,haven’tyou?Yougotit!Yougotit! BIFF: [Agonized, holds WILLY down.] No, no. Look, Pop. I’m supposed to have lunch WILLY: I can’t work for you, that’s all, don’t ask me why. CHARLEY:[Angered,takesoutmorebills.]Youbeenjealousofmeallyourlife,