Clarence Dillon and Walter Percy Chrysler were eating lunch at a Manhattan club, some four miles from Wall Street, May made fair weather outdoors. Mr. Dillon had just returned from one of his frequent idlings in Europe (this was three weeks ago) and looked almost robust.
Physically he is frail, and, when working hard, fidgety. The condition is largely the result of an accident a score of years ago. He was on a week-end visit at the country home near Milwaukee of Ann McEldin Douglass, his fiancee.* Mrs. Douglass with the young people was at...
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