The narrator goes back to his isolation cell. All he wants to do is sleep.
The doctor pulls a sheaf of 307 pages out of his briefcase—the narrator’s confession. He pulls out another sheaf of papers and asks him to copy the confession. The narrator spends hours copying what he already wrote. Then, he asks for more paper so that he can add what happened after his confession in the examination room. The narrator thinks back to his former self—the man with two minds—and feels sorry for him. He had been foolish enough to think that he could represent a group of people in
The Hamlet, when he couldn’t even represent himself. The doctor pats the pages of the manuscript and nods with satisfaction, telling the narrator that he’s nearly done.