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fact, I don't like to see Alfred Sloan now. I feel very nervous and uneasy. Alfred Sloan said something to me on that afternoon. I went to his apartment really to give him my best advice, to offer him my help as an older man, to share with him some of my own philosophical thinking, which I admit has changed a good deal in the last few years. I want you to believe me, Miss Perkins. I went with the kindest and most Christian feeling to try and talk with Alfred and to perhaps help him to see his way through this situation. He said some things to me, Miss Porkins, that I can never for get, and that shouldn't be said.
I said, “Really, Mr. Taylor? He sa id some things to me Mr. Taylor, that shouldn't be said.”
“Did he really, Miss Perkins? Did he really?” I said, “Yes, he did. I could hardly believe that anyhody would say them and I have never repeated them, Mr, Taylor, because it was so humiliating, so disgustng for a grown man to say these things. The human race was humiliated by his mere saying what he said to me.”
Really? That was just the way I felt.” I said, “Mr. Taylor, I'm going to tell you, if you'11 swear to me that you'II never repeat it, What
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