one in the afternoon
It was very , very gay . When Anna was escorted home it was daylight and the cooks were going to market . Joyful , intoxicated , full of new sensations , exhausted , she undressed , dropped into bed , and at once fell asleep ... . It was past one in the afternoon when the servant waked her and announced that M. Artynov had called . She dressed quickly and went down into the drawing-room . Soon after Artynov , His Excellency called to thank her for her assistance in the bazaar . With a sugary smile , chewing his lips , he kissed her hand , and asking her permission to come again , took his leave , while she remained standing in the middle of the drawing-room , amazed , enchanted , unable to believe that this change in her life , this marvellous change , had taken place so quickly ; and at that moment Modest Alexeitch walked in ... and he , too , stood before her now with the same ingratiating , sugary , cringingly respectful expression which she was accustomed to see on his face in the presence of the great and powerful ; and with rapture , with indignation , with contempt , convinced that no harm would come to her from it , she said , articulating distinctly each word : `` Be off , you blockhead ! ''