Quotation from: Elsinore

Written by: Jack London

He hesitated perceptibly, then replied:

"I do . . . when I'm listening to them."

My sleep that night was wretched. Short of sleep from the previous
night, I closed my book and turned my light off early. But scarcely
had I dropped into slumber when I was aroused by the recrudescence of
my hives. All day they had not bothered me; yet the instant I put
out the light and slept, the damnable persistent itching set up.
Wada had not yet gone to bed, and from him I got more cream of
tartar. It was useless, however, and at midnight, when I heard the
watch changing, I partially dressed, slipped into my dressing-gown,
and went up on to the poop.