about nine o’clock
It is true that it happened to him dozens of times to return home without noticing what streets he passed through . But why , he was always asking himself , why had such an important , such a decisive and at the same time such an absolutely chance meeting happened in the Hay Market -LRB- where he had moreover no reason to go -RRB- at the very hour , the very minute of his life when he was just in the very mood and in the very circumstances in which that meeting was able to exert the gravest and most decisive influence on his whole destiny ? As though it had been lying in wait for him on purpose ! It was about nine o'clock when he crossed the Hay Market . At the tables and the barrows , at the booths and the shops , all the market people were closing their establishments or clearing away and packing up their wares and , like their customers , were going home . Rag pickers and costermongers of all kinds were crowding round the taverns in the dirty and stinking courtyards of the Hay Market . Raskolnikov particularly liked this place and the neighbouring alleys , when he wandered aimlessly in the streets .