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(Jane liked the blue divan; I thought it crowded our own quarters too much. After much discussion we decided to offer the divan to our neighbor across the hall, Leonard Yaudes, who needed one in good condition. Leonard, a school teacher, knows Miss Callahan, and his apartment abuts hers on the south. But in order to make room for the divan, Leonard first had to get rid of his old one. A friend helped him move it out to the garage; then on Monday, May 18, I helped him move Miss Callahan’s divan into his apartment.

(On Wednesday, May 13, Miss Callahan’s relatives asked Jane if we could move Miss Callahan’s blue divan into our apartment, and in its place let them take a hide-away bed we had in storage; this bed to be used for a nurse who was to live with Miss Callahan when she was brought home from the Town House. We agreed to the swap and it was made Thursday, May 14.

(Perhaps if I had agreed enthusiastically to keep the blue divan, Jane would have done so. As it was, although I told Jane it was up to her as to whether we kept it or not, it was actually Jane who offered it to Leonard. After Monday’s session, the 54th, I did then realize that I had not been keen about keeping it in our apartment.)

[...] During the latter part of this session he slept beside me, wedged between my leg and the arm of the divan. [...]

(After an instant of surprise, ears up, he jumped down from the divan, across the coffee table between us, and up into Jane’s lap while she was still in trance. [...]

[...] Now Jane, Judy and Lee were prone upon the floor by the divan. [...]

[...] It was not Rob or Lee, and Judy sat opposite me on the divan. [...]

[...] Jane began speaking in trance while sitting on the divan. [...]

[...] (Jane stretched out on the divan.) You will have sufficient control over energy to make very successful projections. [...]

[...] She felt that Seth was “localized” right beside her as she sat on the divan; that is, that he was standing just beside and in front of her. [...]

[...] Willy lay sleeping now on the divan. [...]

[...] And Willy slept through it all, on the divan.)

[...] She sat on the divan, her legs drawn up beneath her, across the coffee table from me. [...]

(Jane smiled broadly, gesturing as she sat upon the divan.)

[...] (Jane lay flat on her back on the divan.)

(Jane again began speaking rapidly, her eyes opening at times, as she sat on the divan.)

[...] Once again Jane spoke for Seth while seated on the divan. [...]

[...] She sat on the divan beside me, and at 10:10 was practically asleep.

[...] Jane began speaking at a rather fast rate, with her eyes closed, as she sat on the divan.)

[...] Jane began speaking while sitting on the divan once more, her eyes opening at times, her pace rapid.)

(Once again Jane sat on the divan, and began speaking for Seth, in trance, at a rather fast pace, with her eyes opening often.)

(Jane began speaking in trance while sitting on the divan, using a quiet voice, a direct manner, with her eyes open often.)

[...] At break she stretched out on the divan, eyes still closed, instead of sitting up as usual. [...]

[...] Peggy attained a deep enough state to show no reaction when Jane placed our cat, Willy, on her stomach as she lay on the divan. [...]

(John Bradley shifted his position on the divan. [...]

[...] I suddenly straightened my head up as I sat on the divan and my eyes popped open. [...]

(Now Jane walked back and forth in the couple of feet of space between our long narrow coffee table and the divan, gesturing as she talked.)

(See the 43rd session, page 4. Jane now pointed to a painting I had finished a couple of years ago; it hung over our divan, above the couch. [...]