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(Jane stared at me from her perch on the couch.

(This may be, but the bank loan offered Jane and me was quite a bit more expensive, and we did not feel we wanted to take on the added expense. It included borrowing to meet the down payment—a double mortgage, so to speak, and we wanted none of this.)

This is not meant in any way as any sort of reprimand, but merely as an example close at hand as to how expectation operates. Ruburt’s disappointment then, was only superficial, because he knew that the decision had been made much earlier. The assessor, then, with his own free will of course in operation, nevertheless saw the property as you had constructed it. I will certainly not expect you at this point to believe me literally–

(Jane had left the couch, and now she rapped on the table before me for emphasis.)

(Jane laughed. She was now sitting across the table from me as she dictated. This session is one of the very few in which she has been off her feet for any length of time at all.)

I bid you both a fond good evening, and while we will not have regular sessions, I will be with you during your travels, if Ruburt will allow me. Bon voyage.

(End at 10:55. Jane was dissociated as usual. Still sitting across the table from me, she remarked that if Seth had promised, earlier, to maintain the road to the house for us, she would have gone through with the deal. I jokingly answered that if Seth had done something about the traffic noise rolling up the mountainside, I would have gone through with the purchase. Jane then resumed dictation at 10:56, sitting where she was.)

(My writing hand was now very tired, for the last part of the session had been quite fast. Jane told me that Seth was still with us. I had a question to ask, but hesitated to voice it until she finally surrendered with a laugh. It was simply whether the heating system, which I had accepted without alarm as being okay, would have performed better for us than the previous tenant. After the deal had fallen through, Jane accidentally heard that the heating bills in winter were exorbitant—about twice what we had been led to expect. If so, they would have made the house too expensive for us.

(Jane then resumed again as she sat opposite me. She had, again, been dissociated while delivering the last brief material. Resume now at 11:05.)

For the third time I will say good evening. You understand that I, myself, could converse in this fashion for many hours. Do not feel that you take advantage of me. I do not speak of Ruburt, of course.