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[[preprinted]] 60 [[/preprinted]] but at the same time is a little important acting. Such as, "Imagine your husband living in the same building as I do, and yet we not getting in touch with each other, Why I could have been a great help to him." [[strikethrough]] ? [[/strikethrough]] (could you? - says I) Mr Fife is a great deal like Elliot Turnbull - in everything except build. Where Elliot is tall Mr Fife is quite a pee wee etc. Anyway, it seems queer that I should have dreamed of Elliot several times lately, and then to meet his compliment. We became quite friendly and talkative in a short while, and after Miss Lester & Mr Owrey left - she having asked him to take her home - we stayed and talked about this and that. He is at present working on pink bole eradication (? terminology) [[margin]] Oct 4, 1935 [[/margin]] This is Friday, but I declare I dont know what I did with the day. I didnt feel like making breakfast in the morning so I went over to the club. After breakfast I had a [[end page]] [[start page]] [[preprinted]] 61 [[/preprinted]] little chat with Miss Lester. She is queer in a number of ways, but quite likeable in others. She acts entirely different when men, whom she is impressing, are around [[strikethrough]] , [[/strikethrough]] from how she acts when with a woman alone. She undoubtedly is trying to "make a killing." Unfortunately this is also obvious to many of the men. Mr Fife amused himself a great deal over this. This evening Mr Fife came into the dining room after I had already started, and with little or no ado asked if he night join me. Naturally I didnt mind. A little later Mr Owrey came in and joined us - Miss L. acting all the while like a lifted eyebrow. When she walked over to our table we asked her if she would join the party - to which she replied that it was against the rules. We all knew this to be a slight deviation from the truth as we had even seen her eat dinner with lone (prefered) gentlemen. Later on