At first I thought of Palm Beach, but the season had not opened and I felt somehow that I couldn't wait.

I wanted to get away somewhere by myself and just face things as they were.

So one morning I said to John, "John, I think I'd like to go off somewhere for a little time, just to be by myself, dear, and I don't want you to ask to come with me or to follow me, but just let me go." John said, "All right, Minn.

When are you going to start ?" The cold brutality of it cut me to the heart, and I went upstairs and had a good cry and looked over steamship and railroad folders.

I thought of Havana for a while, because the pictures of the harbour and the castle and the queer Spanish streets looked so attractive, but then I was afraid that at Havana a woman alone by herself might be simply persecuted by attentions from gentlemen.