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(Actually I was writing as fast as I could. Jane smiled broadly and momentarily leaned back in her chair.)

(Jane, smiling, leaned forward in her chair, eyes still closed, to question me solicitously. Actually, I was just about managing to keep up with her speed of dictation, but disliked interrupting to ask her to slow down since Seth was obviously in a rare mood—as witness his hopping, almost excitedly, from one topic to another. This manner was far different than our usual quiet, almost sedate sessions. Certainly Seth, or Jane, felt a keen enjoyment.

It is true, generally speaking, generally speaking, that those personalities who fear their dependent leanings may develop ulcers. Dependent feelings are quite universal, however, and it is obvious that all human beings do not have ulcers. As far as the particular case is concerned, you will feel well for the rest of the evening.

(Jane had been staring steadily at me while she spoke, and this in turn impelled me to look at her as often as I could while I wrote. Her posture in the chair was an easy one except when she leaned forward to make a point, yet the feeling I had of another personality being entwined with hers persisted. I was discovering that it took some getting used to.

(Now, also, the voice had dropped somewhat in register. Jane grinned and leaned toward me.)