about five in the morning
As we went eastward the lighting seemed to grow more generous . After the murk of London it was queer to slip through garish stations with a hundred arc lights glowing , and to see long lines of lamps running to the horizon . Peter dropped off early , but I kept awake till midnight , trying to focus thoughts that persistently strayed . Then I , too , dozed and did not awake till about five in the morning , when we ran into a great busy terminus as bright as midday . It was the easiest and most unsuspicious journey I ever made . The lieutenant stretched himself and smoothed his rumpled uniform . We carried our scanty luggage to a _ droschke _ , for there seemed to be no porters .