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(1921) Author: Sigrid Undset
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much. In the olden days you could have taken twice as much.

She bathed her face and her hands for a while, keeping her
wrists under water; then she pulled off her clothes and squeezed
the full sponge over her body. She was wondering if Cesca
and Gunnar had noticed it; she had not realized it herself till
she got to her room; a good thing the Colonel and Borghild had
not been there.

She felt better after her wash, got into her nightdress, and
went to sit by the window again. Her thoughts were wandering
about confusedly, calling up fragments of conversation
between Cesca and Gunnar, but all of a sudden she felt wide
awake, realizing with vivid surprise that she had been drunk.
Never before had she had such an experience; she used scarcely
to feel it at all, even if she took quite a lot of wine.

Anyhow, it had passed off now, and, feeling limp and cold
and sleepy, she went to lie down in the big bed. Fancy if she
were to wake up tomorrow with a “head”—that would be a
new experience.

She had scarcely settled down in the bed and closed her eyes
when the disagreeable heat again stole over her, plunging her
whole body in a bath of perspiration. The bed seemed to rock
under her like a ship in a storm, and she felt sea-sick. Lying
perfectly still, she tried to overcome the nausea, telling herself:
I will not, I will not, but it was no good. Her mouth filled
with water, and she had scarcely time to get up before she was
overcome with sickness.

Heavens! Was she really as drunk as that? It became
most embarrassing, but it ought to be over now. She tidied
up, drank some water, and went to bed again, hoping to sleep
it away, but after a brief moment of rest, with her eyes shut,
the rocking began again and with it the heat and the nausea.
It was astonishing, for her head was now quite clear—yet she
had to get up once more.

Stepping back into bed, a thought suddenly struck her.

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