midday
`` Strange , strange , '' muttered Atchmianov , and remembering Laevsky 's hysterics , he felt ashamed . `` If she is not at home , where is she ? '' He went to Nadyezhda Fyodorovna 's lodgings again , and looked at the dark windows . `` It 's a cheat , a cheat ... '' he thought , remembering that , meeting him at midday at Marya Konstantinovna 's , she had promised to go in a boat with him that evening . The windows of the house where Kirilin lived were dark , and there was a policeman sitting asleep on a little bench at the gate . Everything was clear to Atchmianov when he looked at the windows and the policeman . He made up his mind to go home , and set off in that direction , but somehow found himself near Nadyezhda Fyodorovna 's lodgings again .