eleven o'clock
`` I guess I 'll just naturally have to carry YOU , '' he muttered . He blew out the candle , closed the door , and gained the street again . The dentist crossed the city , going back to the music store . It was a little after eleven o'clock . The night was moonless , filled with a gray blur of faint light that seemed to come from all quarters of the horizon at once . From time to time there were sudden explosions of a southeast wind at the street corners . McTeague went on , slanting his head against the gusts , to keep his cap from blowing off , carrying the sack close to his side .