eight o'clock
He lay down on the bed . For two hours he lay in a dazed condition resembling sleep . At the end of that time the knowledge that he had to meet Helena was actively at work -- an activity quite apart from his will or his consciousness , jogging and pulling him awake . At eight o'clock he sat up . A cramped pain in his thumbs made him wonder . He looked at them , and mechanically shut them again under his fingers into the position they sought after two hours of similar constraint . Siegmund opened his hands again , smiling .