ABSTRACT

It is on Wednesday 2 January 1959 that she returns from the Christmas holiday and brings me this dream:

There are three men, all with deformed paralysed hands. She thought it was their left hands, now realizes it was their right hands. She goes up to one of them who is like, or perhaps is, Father Proudman (a priest she knows). He says, ‘You don’t know me – you’ve never seen me before.’