ten o'clock
Whether from his walk or from his sleepless night , Shelton seemed to ache in every limb ; but he continued his tramp along the road . He was no nearer to deciding what to do . It was late in the afternoon when he reached Maidenhead , and , after breaking fast , got into a London train and went to sleep . At ten o'clock that evening he walked into St. James 's Park and there sat down . The lamplight dappled through the tired foliage on to these benches which have rested many vagrants . Darkness has ceased to be the lawful cloak of the unhappy ; but Mother Night was soft and moonless , and man had not despoiled her of her comfort , quite . Shelton was not alone upon the seat , for at the far end was sitting a young girl with a red , round , sullen face ; and beyond , and further still , were dim benches and dim figures sitting on them , as though life 's institutions had shot them out in an endless line of rubbish .