This afternoon Vin. ’phoned at a most unexpected time to inquire why didn’t I go to see Ami, whom he went to see. She said I always kept my word. Too bad of Martha to have made all this fuss about my not going to see her. Poor Vin went to the Clinic on account of my visit only in spite of a sore throat or something of the sort. He made me promise to go tomorrow. I’ve an idea that he won’t be there that time, we’ll be quits then.