His friend Sharon, present at the lecture, told him that on reading a new edition of The Lost Books of the Bible and Forgotten Books of Eden she found recorded there her own experience at fourteen, when at the dinner table her mother offered her a glass of milk and time stood still, her parents and sister frozen; she fled to her bed in tears, and on turning the pages to escape the book she read the line from Ode 19 of the Odes of Solomon about a cup of milk offered and drunk.

A woman friend told Neville of an experience in which she and her friend Sharon bought him chocolate before he took the platform, then saw his form vanish and become a towering giant of light; she added the sweets cost 28 cents, so he says he owes her that and, like Socrates with his cock, will not leave owing anyone.

A woman named Sharon wrote him a letter describing a series of dreams in which she followed him from city to city and village to village — including a campus where a young man sat beside him — and finally he brought her into the Father's house, a white house of many empty rooms, where he told her his name was Friday and she instantly understood it meant "O my darling"; she named three women and then "others", matching Luke 8:1-3.

Neville reads and interprets a letter received that week from a woman who dreamed a series of dreams on successive nights — finding a watch the children called a treasure, everything she wanted on wheels, following him from lecture to lecture on an ivy-covered campus, and finally a great white house built by her father where he told her "My name is Friday"; her mother is in the audience that night.

Neville mentions an earlier witness: one lady saw him clothed in power and wisdom, and now another has seen him clothed in the garment of love.

A woman named Sharon, present at the lecture, tells Neville a vision in which she woke to heavenly music from a ball of light containing a child's skeleton playing the piano, her father confirmed he heard and saw it, and on reaching Neville's home she found his living room to be a garden where he stood clothed in a body of love, watering flowers for his sleeping wife Bill.

Neville notes that Sharon had seen the same vision of him as the prince of light only a few weeks before, and that Sharon gave the letter-writer the eyes Neville gave Sharon.

A woman friend gave Neville a letter last Monday night describing her dream in which she and her friend Sharon bought him chocolate pudding, ice cream and a chocolate bar costing twenty-eight cents to give him strength for the platform, whereupon he became a giant of light on stage; Neville jokes that he owes her twenty-eight cents and must repay it like Socrates repaid his cock.