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(By 8:50 Jane was nervous as usual. Willy slept on the couch. I had paper tapes ready to check Jane’s finger circumferences if the occasion arose. Jane began dictating at 9 PM in a soft and low voice. her eyes darkened as usual and her pace was slow.)

(Jane resumed dictating in her quiet voice at 9:31.)

(However, something different now entered in when she began dictating again. She had been resting in our favorite chair, the Kennedy rocker. Instead of getting up and pacing again, she began dictating while still seated. Her eyes were closed, and remained so. She rocked gently back and forth, speaking in a normal voice. Since this was a departure from her usual procedure I watched her closely. I thought that if she appeared to be slipping into a deeper trance state it might be wise to interrupt the session. But at no time did I feel that this was happening. Resume at 10:03.)

(As I stood learning against the post in the bright sunlight, I suddenly heard my name called out, in a high-pitched, plaintive, feminine voice: “Ro-o-bert...” The effect was quite startling, very distinct and definite, and the first time I have had an audio experience.

(The voice was not Jane’s, although it was similar in range. Yet it was also higher, and somehow formal too. I do not know anyone, male or female, who calls me Robert, (least of all in that manner), nor did the voice remind me of anyone I might know, no matter how slightly.

(Note that in first experience I saw similar location [later, in Watkins Glen, NY] but did not participate actively—that is, I did not swim. In the second, the location was different, but I heard the calling voice. Distortions account for this?)