The bay after to-morrow, at this very hour , I may be dead."
His heart began again it's furious beating.
"The day after to-morrow, at this very hour, I may be dead. This person facing me, this me I see in the mirror, will be no more. Why , here I am, I look at myself, I feel myself alive, and in twenty-four house I shall be lying in that bed, dead, my eyes closed, cold, inanimate, vanished.