He endured this silence for perhaps half an hour, and then all manner of infinitesimal sounds began to stir about him.

The lightest of footsteps moved about his bed, faint sighs breathed from very close at hand, even his name was softly whispered.

He sat suddenly up in his bed, and at once all these sounds became explained to him.

They came from the street and the square outside the window.

So long as he sat up they were remote, but the moment he lay down again they peopled the room.
"Sure," said Wogan, "here is a lesson for architects.