Sunday (16 September 1917)

Hunted up the ancient wag and did eat of his victuals.  Having run up a reasonable account, and being still unsatisfied we vaunted to the Y.M.C.A. and topped off with tea and cake.  I find R. one of those people I can get on with.  He has savvy and a certain appreciativeness and personality that make him attractive and different from the average sapling, the dash of Irish, I think.

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