he sank into sleep. Little by little this new world surrounded him.

he got through his duties passably well, though with that uneasy sense Somehow he sensed that it was his duty to leave all these things behind

That night the nightmares began; They were his reality, a reality beyond silence and sight, and therefore beyond memory.

now he belonged to this new world, He had deserved grace-he had earned it;

he never suspected the truth; every second since the moment of his death,