I Speak from My Own Experience

M. Jean Canet sat down, but immediately stood up again. He picked up the bread on the table and rushed out of the door. Everyone looked at each other in shock. Mr. Jean Canet mounted his horse and galloped "there". Where is "there" you ask? M. Jean Canet himself did not know. But he was thinking in his heart, who was calling him over? Occasionally, when passers-by ask him where he is from, he always says, yesterday. When asked where he was going, he always remained silent.