Sensible precautions.

Lucy Westenra’s Diary. 12 September.
"Well, here I am to-night, hoping for sleep, and lying like Ophelia in the play, with “virgin crants and maiden strewments.” I never liked garlic before, but to-night it is delightful! There is peace in its smell; I feel sleep coming already. Good-night, everybody."

From Dracula by Bram Stoker. 1897.

Living as we do in Dracula country, we are careful to always have garlic and a crucifix in the house, and we have wild roses and mountain ash planted in the garden. Sleep tight!