I'm going down-town about 4:30 to get a white skirt and
white shoes and on pair of white stockings & one of blue. Till then I’ll die of ennui. I can’t even
read!!!
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15 Went with Dan to Don's house. had quite a nice time. Don seemed glad to see me. Read part of his diary. He thinks I am "a very lovely girl" He walked home with Dan and me and I gave him this fool book to read, a thing I'd resolved never to do but I have a way of breaking my resolves (I did not keep the one on Page 28) and he seems to be able to just make me do as he wants! Got "cold feet" and phoned to him not to read it till I could doctor it up a bit. He said "all right Good-bye" in a cold, tired tone and I went upstairs and cried. i thought he was angry at the fuss I made over the old thing.
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