one o'clock
Maggie asked a porter the way to the Station Hotel . He showed her ; she climbed stairs , pushed back swing doors , trod oil-clothed passages , and arrived at a tired young woman who told her that she could have a room . Arrived there , herself somnambulistic , she flung off her clothes , crept into bed , and was instantly asleep . Next morning she kept to her room ; she went down the long dusty stairs before one o'clock because she was hungry , and she discovered the restaurant and had a meal there ; but all the time she was expecting Martin to appear . Every step seemed to be his , every voice to have an echo of his tones . Then in the dusky afternoon she decided that she would be cowardly no longer . She started off on her search for No. 13A Lynton Street , King 's Cross .