Certainly I was now well awake; my body had turned about for the last time and the good angel of certainty had made all the surrounding objects stand still, had set me down under my bedclothes, in my bedroom, and had fixed, approximately in their right places in the uncertain light, my chest of drawers, my writing-table, my fireplace, the window overlooking the street, and both the doors.
Ordurako erabat esna nengoen, jakina, jiratua zen berriro nire gorputza, eta geraraziak zituen nire ingurukoak oro ziurtasunaren aingeru onak, ni neu burusien azpian eratzanez, hantxe, neure logelan, eta gauza guztiak gutxi gorabehera zein bere tokian ipiniz ilunpetan, komoda, lan-mahaia, tximinia ere hortxe, baita kale gaineko leihoa eta ate biak ere.