So, Jeff spent three weeks in Portsmouth searching for his clues to his identity, and didn't find a thing, and now he refuses to submit to hypnosis in case he finds something out about himself that he doesn't like. I'm wondering how hard he tried in Portsmouth.
He doesn't respond to adversity very well, does he? Back in 1795, when Vicky told Peter Bradford she was from the 20th century, he accepted it, he believed it. But Jeff's not about to believe that he himself could travel through time.
I'm being quite unsympathetic, but I have to admit that I myself wouldn't want to be hypnotized, even with the (utterly worthless) guarantee beforehand that the hypnotist would have me remember everything. I don't blame Jeff for that part of it, and I can dimly imagine what a troubling situation this must be for him - but I still hope that in his position I would face facts with more grit than Jeff is doing. Hmm...I was about to say, "Where would soap operas be if their characters had grit?" and then I remembered the grit with which Josette faced the total disaster that her life became.
I was wondering where Vicky learned that Professor Stokes was such a fine hypnotist, and then I decided that Carolyn must have told Vicky about the Dream business at some point - but I don't really believe that.