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I had a hazy knowledge that B. and I had started off together  whether yesterday or six months ago, I could not have said to save my life  with the intention, if I was not mistaken, of going somewhere and seeing something. I HAD A HAZY KNOWLEDGE THAT B AND I HAD STARTED OFF TOGETHER WHETHER YESTERDAY OR SIX MONTHS AGO I COULD NOT HAVE SAID TO SAVE MY LIFE WITH THE INTENTION IF I WAS NOT MISTAKEN OF GOING SOMEWHERE AND SEEING SOMETHING
 and went to sleep again. On awakening, I discovered myself in the buffet. I have no recollection of going there. My instinct must have guided me there during my sleep. I ordered my usual repast of coffee and rolls. (I must have been full of coffee and rolls by this time.) I had got the idea into my head now that I was in Norway, and so I ordered them in broken Scandinavian, a few words of which I had picked up during a trip through the fiords last summer. Of course, the man did not understand; but I am accustomed to witnessing the confusion of foreigners when addressed in their native tongue, and so forgave him--especially as, the victuals being well within reach, language was a matter of secondary importance. I took two cups of coffee, as usual--one for B., and one for myself--and, bringing them to the table, looked round for B. I could not see him anywhere. What had become of him? I had not seen him, that I could recollect, for hours. I did not know where I was, or what I was doing. ESISTED FEEBLY BUT WAS OVERPOWERED AND WENT TO SLEEP AGAIN ON AWAKENING I DISCOVERED MYSELF IN THE BUFFET I HAVE NO RECOLLECTION OF GOING THERE MY INSTINCT MUST HAVE GUIDED ME THERE DURING MY SLEEP I ORDERED MY USUAL REPAST OF COFFEE AND ROLLS I MUST HAVE BEEN FULL OF COFFEE AND ROLLS BY THIS TIME I HAD GOT THE IDEA INTO MY HEAD NOW THAT I WAS IN NORWAY AND SO I ORDERED THEM IN BROKEN SCANDINAVIAN A FEW WORDS OF WHICH I HAD PICKED UP DURING A TRIP THROUGH THE FIELDS LAST SUMMER OF COURSE THE MAN DID NOT UNDERSTAND BUT I AM ACCUSTOMED TO WITNESSING THE CONFUSION OF FOREIGNERS WHEN ADDRESSED IN THEIR NATIVE TONGUE AND SO FORGAVE HIM ESPECIALLY AS THE VICTUALS BEING WELL WITHIN REACH LANGUAGE WAS A MATTER OF SECONDARY IMPORTANCE I TOOK TWO CUPS OF COFFEE AS USUAL ONE FOR B AND ONE FOR MYSELF AND BRINGING THEM TO THE TABLE LOOKED ROUND FOR B I COULD NOT SEE HIM ANYWHERE WHAT HAD BECOME OF HIM I HAD NOT SEEN HIM THAT I COULD RECOLLECT FOR HOURS I DID NOT KNOW WHERE I WAS OR WHAT I WAS DOING
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