O. J. L.—Does he mean that he has come already?
He doesn't get that very clearly. He keeps saying, coming over, coming over, and when Feda asked 'Soon?' he shook his head, as if getting cross.
O. J. L.—If he sees him, perhaps he will help him.
Of course he will. He hasn't seen him yet. No, he hasn't seen him.
[I may here record that William, the gardener, died within a week before the sitting, and that Raymond here clearly indicates a knowledge, either of his death or of its imminence.]
It's difficult when people approach you, and say they knew your father or your mother; you don't quite know what to say to them!
O. J. L.—Yes, it must be a bother. Do you remember a bird in our garden?
(Feda, sotto voce.—Yes, hopping about?)
O. J. L.—No, Feda, a big bird.
Of course, not sparrows, he says! Yes, he does. (Feda, sotto voce.—Did he hop, Yaymond?) No, he says you couldn't call it a hop.