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and I had started out glaring at each other, we decided we liked each other very much. I suggested that it might be fun when he was down from Williams one holiday that we pay for the Philadelphia Orchestra and go to an evening performance. We thought this was very funny, and Marion was delighted she had brought us together. She now had her two flames right under her thumb, and she went happily back to Vassar. Donald came down from Williams one Tuesday and we went to the Philadelphia Orchestra as we had planned. When we left we started to take a walk to talk to each other. Carnegie Hall was at 57th Street and Fifth Avenue. Donald and I walked clean around Central Park-- over to Fifth Avenue up to 110th Street, over to Eighth Avenue, down back to 59th Street, just talking. And when we finished that trip we were best friends for life.

When this development took place, Marion didn't think it was a good idea at all. This went far beyond her blue print! From then on, there was nothing that Donald and I kept from each other. We knew we were both in love with this girl; she was driving us both crazy. She was spoiled to a fare-thee- well--and we helped spoil her because we were afraid that if either of us got tough, she'd go to the other one. This became quite a thing. Everybody was hilarious about our ridiculous threesome--but us! He'd go up one week-end to Vassar; I'd go up the next. When she came down she double dated us. Was she demanding! When anything displeased her majesty, she would have a fainting spell and stagger around in a performance worthy of Duse or Sarah Bernhardt. Donald was much more deeply