Then I struck her a blow with the dagger, in the left side, between the lower ribs.
"When people say that they do not remember what they do in a fit of fury, they talk nonsense.

It is false.

I remember everything.
"I did not lose my consciousness for a single moment.

The more I lashed myself to fury, the clearer my mind became, and I could not help seeing what I did.

I cannot say that I knew in advance what I would do, but at the moment when I acted, and it seems to me even a little before, I knew what I was doing, as if to make it possible to repent, and to be able to say later that I could have stopped.
"I knew that I struck the blow between the ribs, and that the dagger entered.
"At the second when I did it, I knew that I was performing a horrible act, such as I had never performed,--an act that would have frightful consequences.