three o'clock in the morning
Guy began the disagreeable act of gathering himself up as soon as the unpleasant novelty of his uncle 's apparition had died away , and as each succeeding moment forced on him , with his returning consciousness , the awful reality of his condition , he began to feel that unenviable sensation of distraction , which is almost akin to despair . He tried to shape things so as they might form some excuse , but it was miserably vain . Matters were decidedly against him . He had told his uncle that he would not go out , and the next thing , he is found stumbling in a back window at three o'clock in the morning . As Guy reviewed the situation over and over in his perplexed thought , he found how mistaken he had been indeed , thus to fool with the man on whom he depended for his future welfare . A hearty , though half selfish regret , seized him , and the broad day broke into the room before he closed his eyes in sleep . At eight o'clock he woke with a start from very unpleasant dreams , just to face more terrible and more unpleasant things in reality .