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has more to him than almost any man I know and for that reason I like him better.  I told him I did not believe in people or love or any of the rest of it, and that all my ideals had been shattered.  He said there were true honest people in the world only it was, he admitted, hard to find them.  He encouraged me, helped me in more ways than he could have any idea of and made me feel that he at least was an exception to the rule I had layed down for myself.  In defiance of all the world I am going to-morrow down to lunch at his place in the country.  He said in
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the first place he was going to have a party, but the party had dwindled down to Mrs Ladenburg chaperone, Adele Sloane Mo Taylor and myself.  The world has already begun to say - What "Adele & Jay, Gertrude & Mo!" But I don't care.  We are friends and I should not let it make any difference.  The world may say what it likes.  I wish Mr Sands would come this afternoon so I could be [[underlined]] horrid [[/underlined]] to him.  I think he will come, not knowing what is in score for him.