ten o'clock
He was again on the tram-car before he observed that the full moon , risen into a sky now clear of grosser vapours , gleamed brilliant silver above the mean lights of earth . And round about it , in so vast a circumference that it was only detected by the wandering eye , spread a softly radiant halo . This vision did not long occupy his thoughts , but at intervals he again looked upward , to dream for a moment on the silvery splendour and on that wide halo dim-glimmering athwart the track of stars . Instead of making for the railway station , to take a train back to Dudley , he crossed from the northern to the southern extremity of the town , and by ten o'clock was in one of the streets which lead out of Moseley Road . Here , at a house such as lodges young men in business , he made inquiry for `` Mr. Narramore , '' and was forthwith admitted . Robert Narramore , a long-stemmed pipe at his lips , sat by the fireside ; on the table lay the materials of a satisfactory supper -- a cold fowl , a ham , a Stilton cheese , and a bottle of wine . `` Hollo !