seven o'clock
It was Thursday now , and still the rebellion was not suppressed . The city was full of dead and wounded men and women , and there was difficulty about burial . He thought of people in the first grief for their dead , unwilling that the hour of interment should come ... and then , when it came , and there could not be interment , suddenly finding their grief turned to consternation , and what had been the object of mourning love , become abhorrent , so that there was an unquenchable desire , a craving that it might be taken away ... . It was dangerous to be out of doors after seven o'clock , and so , since no one came to the Club , and it was impossible to read or write , he spent most of the evening in brooding ... . If the rebellion were not speedily suppressed , it might be impossible for him to get to Boveyhayne in time for his marriage ... but the rebellion could not last very long now , and at worst his marriage would only be postponed a little while . His mind moved from thought to thought , from Mary to Gilbert and Ninian , then to John Marsh and his father and to the boy in Stephen 's Green who had been told to dig a trench , but thought that he was digging his grave ... and then , inconsequently , he saw in his imagination the ridiculous figure of a looter whom he had seen in Sackville Street , swaggering up and down , clothed in evening dress , and carrying a lady 's sunshade . He had a panama hat on his head , and was wearing very thick-soled brown boots ... and loosely tied about his waist were a pair of corsets ... .