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Conger Reynolds correspondence, January-March 1919

1919-02-07 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2

next morning it was up to me to stop him by seeing him at once. I got a taxi to the office. There, in an old file, I found his Paris address. It was of a place in the Latin quarter fully four miles away. I spent the better part of an hour in the subway getting there. After I had seen Mr. Forest and got back to the subway station the last train had gone. I walked ten blocks through pouring rain before I got a ride with another officer in a taxi. The driver wouldn't go on with me from the Louvre! I had to get another machine, which I did after some hunting. Finally I got home again at one o'clock. 
Breakfast is served, says Palmyrh. Won't you join us. We'll give you oatmeal toast, butter, chocolate and jam - a cross between the American and the French breakfast. By the way, is there any more a grape fruit?
Snowing to beat the cars this morning. Maybe we'll have some winter yet.
Heaps 'n heaps o' love!
Conger.

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next morning it was up to me to stop him by seeing him at once. I got a taxi to the office. There, in an old file, I found his Paris address. It was of a place in the Latin quarter fully four miles away. I spent the better part of an hour in the subway getting there. After I had seen Mr. Forest and got back to the subway station the last train had gone. I walked ten blocks through pouring rain before I got a ride with another officer in a taxi. The driver wouldn't go on with me from the Louvre! I had to get another machine, which I did after some hunting. Finally I got home again at one o'clock. Breakfast is served, says Palmyrh. Won't you join us. We'll give you oatmeal toast, butter, chocolate and jam - a cross between the American and the French breakfast. By the way, is there any more a grape fruit? Snowing to beat the cars this morning. Maybe we'll have some winter yet. Heaps 'n heaps o' love! Conger.