that she would go back to her own place in Hollywood Park. It will keep me tied down considerable more but in the long run I think we will all enjoy it better. It just isn't like having a home of your own to have to share it, but I have no room to holler - it was my idea. She hasn't said anything to me as yet but I think she will in a week or so.
It is so hot in the office - not a speck of ventilation and I all but go to sleep punching the typewriter. We have been having terrible hot weather these last two weeks but I suppose we must expect a little of that. It is the first we have had this year.
August 1st, 1935
Thursday
Drove Margie and Ralph down to Manhattan with their week's supposes. They have quite a nice little place - large living room with dinning table in one end, a bedroom, kitchen and bath. It is about three blocks from the ocean and not very many people on the beach. Marshall just had a grand time down in the water with Margie. When she is around he pesters the life out of her continually. She thought she and Ralph would get away for a few minutes and go for a walk but she hadn't gone more than fifty feet when he discovered her and ran after her calling - "Margie, Wait a minute" - so she had to take him along after all. Florie is staying down with Margie and Ralph and plans to comm ute back and forth. It only takes about an hour and it will be a nice change for her.
Marshall was so tired that he dropped off to sleep the minute we started driving home. He burned a little on the face and shoulders. I thought he was so well seasoned that no amount of sun could do that to him but the ocean atmosphere is somewhat different from that in his
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