He won't say whose birthday. He says, He knows (meaning A.).
[Raymond's own birthday, 25 Jan., was understood.]
(More family talk.)
Yes, he says he is going now. He says the power is getting thin.
A. M. L.—Wish him good luck from me, Feda.
Love to all of them.
My love to you, old chap.
Just before I go: Don't ever any of you regret my going. I believe I have got more to do than I could have ever done on the earth plane. It is only a case of waiting, and just meeting every one of you as you come across to him. He is going now. He says Willie too—young Willie. [His deceased brother.]
(Feda, sotto voce.—Yes, what? Proclivities?)