about two o'clock
Cussedly he paid the cost . And that night , sore and aching at heart , longing beneath the whisky madness to sob out all his penitence and misery into her ear , with her hair over his face , her arms around him , he raved at her all the foul things he could think , in sheer self-excuse . She had been to bed for hours . It was about two o'clock when he came home and , afraid that he should waken Kraill , she led him away from the house until he was quietened by her sudden turning on him and shaking him until he could not find his breath for awhile . That always sobered him ; her kisses and caresses and forgiveness soothed him to sleep afterwards . The next morning Kraill said that he must go to Sydney . He bade her good-bye and went without a word of kindliness , of hope .