When the war was over and all the other fellows were being discharged, he was discharged; and he said to me afterwards, “You know, Neville, I love to come to your lectures and to hear you because it’s interesting. It’s fairy. You turn my daily bread into the substance of fairy; but while I listen to you, you know what I do? I put my feet right down into the carpet, and I hold onto the sides of the chair to keep my sense of the reality and the profundity of things.” Well, he kept on holding to his little cot in the Army for another three years because he couldn’t let go and put himself where he wanted to be.655 ¶18