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of me. I ventured to remind him of his promise of an interest in the property. He said I must be dreaming. He recalled no such promise. I was appalled. Could such things be? Angrily and at length I told him what I thought of him. He listened in silence.
“I’ll accept it,” he said when I paused for breath.
“Accept what?” I asked.
“Your resignation.”
He got it, along with further comments on his character. I went back to my hotel to take up the difficult task of securing accommodations on a home-bound boat.
All liners were crowded to suffocation in those days, but I finally managed to get a November sailing. I was informed that I, along with another male passenger, would be put into the cabin of the ship’s doctor. Rumor had told me that old Henry Drew was sailing on the same boat, but I was hardly prepared, when I
