As you have probably (and rightly) assumed from the way I have talked about him, Mr F was not the sort of man who was given to thinking about himself a great deal. Mostly he just got on with things. And he would certainly never have thought of discussing such a personal matter as this with anybody else; even if he had somebody else with whom he could have talked about his dream, nothing in his upbringing would have equipped him to begin a conversation which would inevitably have had to include a description of exactly what it was that he saw in it.