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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s

Page 133

In an isolated spot at the blind alley, I sat unobserved on the radiator my face pressed against the pane of the bay window, trying as best I might to regain or shattered composure. 
By noon that day the poor soul, past knowing or caring, had been removed and peace had been restored. Even a room down the quiet corridor had been vacated and I had been moved in - this one of the two rooms I had asked for upon my arrival. It had been filled with guests then - not even with paying guests. 
Since my exhibit was to open on January sixth, "Travel Sketches" - Faces and Places in the News, and the reception of the National Association of Women Artists was to be held upon the evening of that day, I was supposed to leave Rochester on Saturday noon in order to get to New York on time. With this in mind as an inducement, - a bit of clever bribery, the second gastro-scopy had been set almost from the very beginning The date decided upon was Friday, January three, and the x-rays - I was told - would follow on Saturday before traintime. Moreover, it had been said, "the x-ray was to be the important part of the procedure - the part that was I going to cancel in arriving at a decision. "Immediately I had protested. "Yes, but I cannot do so much in one day." - meaning an x-ray and taking a train. "And anyway is Friday Dr Maersch's day at the Colonial?" I countered, dubiously, protestingly, confusion attendant upon my reasoning powers. I was very well conscious of the fact that Dr Maersch was on duty only upon certain specified days; Dr Schmitt took over the gastroscopic times "Oh if it shouldn't happen to be Dr Maersch's regular day, and if that is all you are worrying about, we shall

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In an isolated spot at the blind alley, I sat unobserved on the radiator my face pressed against the pane of the bay window, trying as best I might to regain or shattered composure. By noon that day the poor soul, past knowing or caring, had been removed and peace had been restored. Even a room down the quiet corridor had been vacated and I had been moved in - this one of the two rooms I had asked for upon my arrival. It had been filled with guests then - not even with paying guests. Since my exhibit was to open on January sixth, "Travel Sketches" - Faces and Places in the News, and the reception of the National Association of Women Artists was to be held upon the evening of that day, I was supposed to leave Rochester on Saturday noon in order to get to New York on time. With this in mind as an inducement, - a bit of clever bribery, the second gastro-scopy had been set almost from the very beginning The date decided upon was Friday, January three, and the x-rays - I was told - would follow on Saturday before traintime. Moreover, it had been said, "the x-ray was to be the important part of the procedure - the part that was I going to cancel in arriving at a decision. "Immediately I had protested. "Yes, but I cannot do so much in one day." - meaning an x-ray and taking a train. "And anyway is Friday Dr Maersch's day at the Colonial?" I countered, dubiously, protestingly, confusion attendant upon my reasoning powers. I was very well conscious of the fact that Dr Maersch was on duty only upon certain specified days; Dr Schmitt took over the gastroscopic times "Oh if it shouldn't happen to be Dr Maersch's regular day, and if that is all you are worrying about, we shall