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Otherwise, if I go to Woodsville, I can't get home until Sunday, and I just can't see being away another whole Saturday and part of Sunday, work or no work.

Since I danced with her at the GE party last Friday night. Henrietta Cobb, the reception room girl, has been hinting broadly she would like to know me better and the thing has become a joke at the hands of the two wild Irish. Today, Roy, Neil and I expected to drive to Springfield until we learned about the change in Tarzan's plans and Roy asked her if she didn't want to go along with us - jokingly on his part but I really believe she would have taken him up.  She is a full blown type in the early 30's who by all means should be married, and I believe men form a large part of her thoughts, hopes and desires. And they flock around her like flies. Having coffee in St. Clair's in the morning, she will have three or four at the table with her. As Neil put it, "She wants a lot of loving," and I can well believe it.

Boston, Mass.
Thursday, Mar. 14, 1940.
Another day of leaving the Parker Home at 8 AM and driving to Springfield where we had a brief interview with Durfee of Gilbert & Barber who thinks perhaps within a year they may buy a 23 ton unit if they don't put an accumulator on this old steamer. But this year he has nothing in his budget and plans to struggle along as best he can. Not very satisfactory but better than Chapman Valve anyhow. So we set sail for Saylesville. having lunch at the Publick House en route, a charming old inn at Stonebridge.

We walked into Paton's office on time at 3 PM, and had a very satisfactory session with the old

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