midnight
`` I 've had enough . Let 's get out of here . '' He pocketed his winnings -- still a healthy twelve hundred credits , despite his late-evening slump -- and Alan followed him out of the parlor into the night . It was late now , past midnight . The streets , fresh and clean , were damp . It had rained while they were in the parlor , and Alan realized wryly he had been so absorbed by the game that he had not even noticed . Crowds of home-going Yorkers moved rapidly through the streets .