One thing you will want to know. Did I ever have a Romance? No, I did not. I was always content to do whatever seemed to be useful or pleasant.
There were several winters and summers at Nice as I grew up, and — one very useful fact that made solitary rambles up the hill — I was very plain.
I was dreadfully upset with an American whom I had known (and who had had a nice wife and some young children but was soon divorced). I had never thought of him as a quite nice friend but had just helped him to search for ancestors. I had to be very decided with him.
When taking me for a drive, the elder sister of a brother, out of a large rich family, told me that he had said I was the only woman he ever loved. He died young and unmarried. I could not have married him and was very much surprised when I was in Cambridge for May Week, and he asked Mother and me to tea in his rooms at Trinity. I never dreamed of anything more. He let me take an interest in his watch collection, which, by the way, sold for over 600 pounds. I got him some quite good movements out of the rubbish box of Watchmakers wherever I went.
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1) Eleanor Violet Jauncey (c. 1908)
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