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May 2nd . Lorna Dear : It was n't a bit hard to live through . The papers all came back by return mail , and all day Sunday I was in my attorney 's office practising . It was n't any more difficult than a Sunday-school lesson , and Monday morning at eight o'clock I was waiting at Liberty Hall for the hoped-for arrival of `` The Greatest Common Divisor . '' At last he came , but with a sour expression , and not knowing what trouble he might have had before he left home , I tried to be patient . We were ushered through the big court room into the judge 's sanctum -- asked how long I 'd been here , and so forth and so fifth -- then the comical question : `` Do you expect to make Sioux Falls your home ? '' and the threadbare reply : `` I have made no plans for the future , '' when all the time I had my I. C. tickets for the 3.30 train in my pocket .