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(This afternoon Jane held her first creative writing class.)

(“A disturbance in the afternoon.” [...] I say afternoons or evenings might be best. Technically an afternoon visit on his part would interrupt the working hours of Jane and me, but we would not really call it a disturbance since we want to sell the paintings.

A disturbance in the afternoon. [...]

(On Tuesday the veterinarian told us by telephone that Billy was better, that “probably” we could take him home the following afternoon; I was to call before making the drive across town, though. Wednesday afternoon, then, an hour before I was due to check, the phone rang. [...]

[...] That afternoon I took him to the veterinarian, who kept him for treatment; the problem was serious; by then the cat was in great pain. [...]

(This afternoon I had delivered to our landlord’s supper club, here in Elmira, four large oil paintings which we mounted on the club walls. [...]

[...] Friday afternoon, when we received another erroneous bill, Jane called Elmira Video; the bookkeeper, Mrs. Trafzer, promised to call Monday to tell us what we owed. [...]

[...] Late this afternoon Mrs. Trafzer called, as promised to tell us that we were to forget the bill and to send in the regular monthly payment of $15.94, instead of the $33.00 we were charged with. [...]

[...] Wanda was to call that afternoon and give Jane a time.

(We expected Frank to visit at noontime, as per his call the afternoon before. [...]

(Late yesterday afternoon [Monday], we were visited by Larry Dowler of the Yale Archives. [...]

(Now these notes are continued late Tuesday afternoon and night, before the session.

[...] She said much more, which she wrote about briefly Tuesday afternoon at my request. [...]

(Peggy and I had a couple of hurried conversations this afternoon, concerning Jane’s condition, and before leaving Peggy had her say to Jane as we sat at the card table. [...]

(“This thing has almost got the best of me,” I’d told Peggy this afternoon, “after 15 years.” [...]

[...] I’d made it clear after breakfast that she was to lay down for at least a short time each morning, as well as in the afternoon. [...]

(Yesterday afternoon we were visited by my brother Bill and his wife, Ida, from Ontario, NY. [...]

(As today passed Jane picked up from Seth—and herself—material on the events of yesterday afternoon, so that finally she had an idea at least of what Seth would discuss tonight. [...]

[...] A connection again, with an afternoon and two people, yourself and Ruburt.

[...] The envelope is addressed to Jane and me, “yourself and Ruburt,” but we do not particularly see where “afternoon” comes in. [...]

Now: I bid you another fond good afternoon. [...]

(“Good afternoon, Seth.”)

[...] It was a very hot August afternoon. [...]

[...] A change of balance — a vital but usually-hidden psychic action that instantly changed me and the afternoon.

[...] “I haven’t done a damned thing since three o’clock this afternoon, except get supper and have the session. [...]

[...] She had no session Monday night, for instance, nor did Seth come through in ESP class last night — and she’s already called off her writing class for this Thursday afternoon.

(10:55.) Now: first, Ruburt’s experience this afternoon. [...]

(This afternoon I told Jane I’d like some data on two questions: her weight, and her walking, neither of which had improved. [...]

[...] I arranged that both women would meet here at 4:00 PM to talk with Jane for an hour before supper time; Sue Watkins was also due that afternoon with some typed material for Psyche—which is why I made the arrangement to begin with.

[...] Also: when Sue arrived, she reported that on her visit to the dentist this afternoon a large cavity was discovered that she didn’t know existed. [...]

(A note: The woman from Arizona sent Jane a telegram late Saturday afternoon, asking that Jane see her again, saying that she would wait several days at the Holiday Inn. [...]

[...] When her nurse, Peggy Jowett, came this afternoon, she clapped in applause at Jane’s increased movements. [...]

I bid you a most sympathetic and therapeutic afternoon.

[...] Tomorrow afternoon I suggest a long, carefree, refreshing and solitary walk in the afternoon usually devoted to painting time.

Other physical manipulations may also be involved, as Ruburt suspected this afternoon. [...]

(Here Seth refers to Jane discussing Sumari in writing class this afternoon.)