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at eleven on the next day, meanwhile the lady (Mrs. Munson) would see what could be done.
So it gave the folks [[strikethrough]] [[people?]] [[/strikethrough]] new hope once more and I continued to enjoy life. At the appointed hour I was the glad recipient of the order to go home if I wished and to be ready for sailing in a week. All smiles and somewhat tensely excited I rushed to the Pennsylvania Station, transferred my trunks to Grand Central, bought tickets for [[strikethrough]] [[the?]] [[/strikethrough]] three [[strikethrough]] of us [[/strikethrough]] rushed uptown and collected the parents, rushed downtown and boarded the 4 o'clock that got us home on time around 9:30 P.M.
It was so good to see the home town [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] once more, after coming [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] so very near not being able to get to see it. I investigated the state of being of all the ^[[New Kendall]] [[hotel??]] people and more reunions were