six
o'clock
Out in the blazing sun from morning till night -- I did n't get back from the second round till nine . At ten a confinement that keeps me up till three . From three till dawn I toss and turn , far too weary to sleep . By the time six o'clock struck -- you of course were slumbering sweetly -- I was in hell with tic . At seven I could stand it no longer and got up for the chloroform bottle : an hour 's rest at any price -- else how face the crowd in the waiting-room ? And you call that splendour ? -- luxurious ease ?