ten o’clock
It was not only locked , but a staple had been put in , and it was fastened with a padlock of curious design which he did not remember to have seen there before . Again , half unconsciously , he listened , and again he found the silence oppressive . He went back to his room , brought out some of the books which it had been his intention to study , and sat and read over the fire . At ten o'clock he went to bed . As he threw open his window before undressing , it seemed to him that he could catch the sound of voices from the sea . He listened intently . A grey pall hung everywhere .