I go to see Father Andrew: I tell him about plans for social action: he tells me other plans of the Board; a big program costing much money; "Why does such a big, beautiful Church not do something?" I ask; I put my head down, reach for his hand, and fall into a deep sleep. I awake in his house (!): I see a maid in the bathroom; looks like a Vermeer painting of a Dutch girl using cleanser to polish a mirror. She is wearing a white bonnet and a green dress.
- Also see a glass instrument for getting ready on time, lying on top of a gold watch.