one o'clock
Really , what we want now , is not laws against crime , but a law against insanity . There is where the true evil lies . Night before last I had a singular dream . I seemed to be sitting on a doorstep -LRB- in no particular city perhaps -RRB- ruminating , and the time of night appeared to be about twelve or one o'clock . The weather was balmy and delicious . There was no human sound in the air , not even a footstep . There was no sound of any kind to emphasize the dead stillness , except the occasional hollow barking of a dog in the distance and the fainter answer of a further dog .