four o'clock
What would he be like now that his fixed idea had failed him ? Well ! He came at midday ; thinner , more clay-coloured in the face , with a bad cold ; but he ate as heartily as ever , and at once asked to go to bed . At four o'clock a ` Power , ' going up to see , found him sleeping like a child . He slept for twenty hours on end . No one liked to question him about his time away ; all that he said -- and bitterly -- was : ` They would n't let me work ! ' But the second evening after his return there came a knock on the door of the little room where the ` Powers ' were sitting after supper , and there stood Gray , long and shadowy , holding on to the screen , smoothing his jaw-bone with the other hand , turning eyes like a child 's from face to face , while his helpless lips smiled .