I’m wide awake now, Signor Tenente.

I moved too, so he would know I was awake.

All night I lay awake and worry my can off.

“Yeah?” said Krebs, who was not fully awake.

I listened to him being awake, for a long time.

I had different ways of occupying myself while I lay awake.

There was only one other person in the room and he was awake too.

He could not lie as quietly as I could because, perhaps, he had not had as much practice being awake.

But that night he lay awake until after four, half wild with grief and fear and abominable imaginings.

Some nights too I made up streams, and some of them were very exciting, and it was like being awake and dreaming.

There was a blue light outside the compartment, and all night the train went very fast and the American lady lay awake and waited for a wreck.

But some nights I could not fish, and on those nights I was cold-awake and said my prayers over and over and tried to pray for all the people I had ever known.

In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken.