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Jane Wolfe Diary Entry Monday, 17 April 1939
I find myself frightfully annoyed with [Lawrence] DeMoroff and have been asking myself the reason. I ask myself is it his assumption that he will shortly come to know who He is, and then perhaps he will be in a position to tell Jane who She is? The suffragette complex in me? Feminine battling masculine? Or just mad at the prospect of losing him sexually? (Somehow, I just don't believe this losing). Well—maybe.
But tomorrow I plan- to tell him a number of things about Jane I have not heretofore mentioned. Rather amusing this battling Jane—she's something new to me!
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