ABSTRACT
(soliloquizing) Anyone would think psychoanalysts never quarrelled. When the Wars of Psychoanalysis start we shall see something – and no holds barred. Santayana feared the day when the scientific beasts and blackguards would get hold of the world. What made him speak of the English as ‘sweet boyish masters’? Goodnight, Roland; thank Alice for her hospitality. It is your turn to dream isn’t it?
