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until I wrote. after being away for
about two months, I wrote and told
him that unless we could have a
home of our own, and live together
as a husband and wife should, I
would not come back. He refused
me this. When I returned to
Washington I went to him at his
home and determined to make the best
of the situation and stay there. It
was Easter Sunday 1923, and he and his
had just returned from church. He
said, "You can live here, but I intend
to do just as I please." In other
words you live your life and I will
live mine. His mother had things
to say also. I tried my best to