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My disturbed sleep and uneasy digestion left me dazed and indifferent to my morning's preoccupations. I lost my way several times and wasted three-quarters-of-an-hour wandering through soulless streets, at every turn expecting to step back into my nightmare. At last I found myself back at the Porte Champerret, not the Porte d'Asnieres which I had been heading for. The walk had not warmed me, but I was very weary.