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he said to me. I told him that he was breaking his word to me, breaking his word to other people and that he couldn't change his mind between one train and the next train, that what he had agreed to at four o'clock was equally good at eight o'clock, that he could not change his mind after I, acting on his agreement, had taken certain steps, and other people, who were his opponents in the matter, had been led to believe they could take certain steps with their principals. You know what he said to me? He didn't defend himself, or make any argument about it. He just said,'I'm worth seventy million dollars and you can't talk to me like that.”'

“Oh, Miss Perkins,” said Myron, “that's exactly what he said to me. Why, I didn't suppose he would ever think of saying it to anybody else! Isn't it awful! Isn't it awful!”

Myron Taylor acted as though he and I had seen a man commit murder, and only we two knew it. “Isn't it awful!” he said.

By this time, of course, two or three years had passed. I had forgiven Alfred Sloan as far as I was concerned. I had begun to think of it as more comic than awful.