"He knew that he would regret it in the morning, but at present, he was glad of the rest, glad...

"He knew that he would regret it in the morning, but at present, he was glad of the rest, glad of the dark stupor that would cover up his folly. He leaned his elbows on the table and rested his head between his hands, counting the beats of his temples. The cabin door opened and he saw the Hungarian standing in a shaft of grey light: 'Daybreak, gentlemen!'" (After the Race).