“Therestofthishistoryiscountedinmymindbyfourdays——Wednesday，Thursday，Friday，Saturday。Afterthatitallfadesofflike，andthenewyearscomewithastrangelook，beingtheyearsofanewlife。
“Whatabouttheoldlifefirst？WhatdidIfeel，inthehorridquietofthemorning，whenIhaddoneit？
“Idon’tknowwhatIfelt。Ican’trememberit，orIcan’ttellit，Idon’tknowwhich。Icanwritethehistoryofthefourdays，andthat’sall。
“Wednesday——Igavethealarmtowardnoon。Hoursbefore，Ihadputthingsstraightandfittobeseen。Ihadonlytocallforhelp，andtoleavethepeopletodoastheypleased。Theneighborscamein，andthenthepolice。Theyknocked，uselessly，athisdoor。Thentheybrokeitopen，andfoundhimdeadinhisbed。
“Nottheghostofasuspicionofmeenteredthemindofanyone。