seven o’clock
But where was he to sleep , and what was he to do on the morrow , when he would surely be hungry ? His experience at looking for work had not been encouraging , and he began to have serious doubts as to whether he would ever get a place . Certainly he would starve if he waited around New York long without anything to do . It was quite dark at seven o'clock , and Archie walked over to the brilliantly lighted street which ran north and south through the city . He had never failed to find something interesting to look at there , and he felt now that he would like to see the bright side of city life , even if he could n't enjoy it himself . So all the evening he walked up and down the street , watching the well-dressed crowds hurrying into the theatres and the other almost innumerable places of amusement . He stared in open-mouthed amazement at some of the costumes of the women he saw alighting from carriages .