ten o'clock
Still the bed swung up and down sickeningly . Then he twisted over to his left side , and the bed suddenly swung into rest , almost stable . In a few minutes he was sound asleep . He cut chapel and his two classes the next morning , one at nine and the other at ten o'clock ; in fact , it was nearly eleven when he awoke . His head was splitting with pain , his tongue was furry , and his mouth tasted like bilge-water . He made wry faces , passed his thick tongue around his dry mouth -- oh , so damnably dry ! -- and pressed the palms of his hands to his pounding temples .