Monday, September 8, 2008
Velma's Journal--May 1, 1932
I've confided in Dottie that someone's been following me. There have been at least six occasions since Jacob Vandewater pointed out the tall gentleman three weeks ago. I've noticed him every once and again when I'm off campus. For some reason I can't bring myself to tell anyone else but her about it. He seems to trail far behind me so that I can never make out his face, and like some secret agent or mysterious gumshoe of crime novels, he wears a gray hat and trench. He is abnormally tall, at least 6'4". I can't be sure exactly. Besides that he's only a shadow lurking behind me.
Dottie said that Fox the bartender at the Bakery can help me. She said he knows all the "shady" characters. I'll pay him a visit.
Tomorrow night, Dottie, Sarah and I are going to see Tarzan the Ape Man at the Roxy. It will be my first time there and I've heard it's just grand. Perhaps my tall mystery man will join us.