six o'clock
And almost the same solitary room , except that this one peered out upon the free world through a heavily barred window instead of through a skylight , and boasted a kitchen chair . He was to be alone then ! ... He thanked God for this solitude and slept . He awoke at six o'clock to the clipped shriek of a whistle . Shortly after , a key turned in his door . There followed the sound of scores of bare feet pattering up and down the hall . Was it imagination or did these muffled footfalls have an inhuman softness ?