six o'clock
Kryukov dressed rapidly , and , without heeding the agitated lieutenant , got into the droshky , and with a wave of his hand resolutely raced off to Susanna Moiseyevna . For a long time the lieutenant gazed out of window at the clouds of dust that rolled after his cousin 's droshky , stretched , yawned , and went to his own room . A quarter of an hour later he was sound asleep . At six o'clock he was waked up and summoned to dinner . `` How nice this is of Alexey ! '' his cousin 's wife greeted him in the dining-room . `` He keeps us waiting for dinner . ''