ten o’clock in the morning
He worried and tormented himself trying to remember , moaned , flew into a rage , or sank into awful , intolerable terror . Then he struggled to get up , would have run away , but someone always prevented him by force , and he sank back into impotence and forgetfulness . At last he returned to complete consciousness . It happened at ten o'clock in the morning . On fine days the sun shone into the room at that hour , throwing a streak of light on the right wall and the corner near the door . Nastasya was standing beside him with another person , a complete stranger , who was looking at him very inquisitively . He was a young man with a beard , wearing a full , short-waisted coat , and looked like a messenger .