three o'clock
You prevent me from writing ! '' `` Very sorry ... '' Foma Nikolaevitch answers timidly . After covering five pages , Krasnyhin stretches and looks at his watch . `` Goodness , three o'clock already , '' he moans . `` Other people are asleep while I ... I alone must work ! '' Shattered and exhausted he goes , with his head on one side , to the bedroom to wake his wife , and says in a languid voice : `` Nadya , get me some more tea ! I ... feel weak . ''