sleeping draught

That night the Prince, impatient to forget the face of Truitonne, called for his sleeping-draught.

And when she was left alone she hastened to drink a sleeping draught which she had already prepared in secret.

I suppose you know,I began with harsh abruptnessthat the sleeping-draught story is a polite fiction?

Let the sleeping draught do its work, and let the clear morning hours correct any fever in his own mind.

It was late in the afternoon before she awoke, for the sleeping draught had been very powerful.