ABSTRACT
In order to arrive at a Wednesday session in such a way that it can be understood I must refer to the previous day. On the Tuesday the patient was already disillusioned and becoming devoid of affect. She used two things: the formality of the doctor who was extra-ordinarily good with her in U.S.A. and an unfortunate sentence in a book by Searles. It was a feature of this hour that although she was taken up with these matters in such a way that the whole world was included, and myself also, she would from time to time emerge from her cocoon to say to me, fixing me with her eye in a way that is characteristic of her and that belongs to her good relationship to her good nurse, "You do know, don't you, that I am very fond of you indeed?" She was obviously struggling with other feelings about me which she could not get at but which she could find to some extent in relationship to the two doctors.
