about four
o'clock in the afternoon
Cold shivers run down my back when I think of what might have happened if I had sent it . And all at once I revenged myself in the simplest way , by a stroke of genius ! A brilliant thought suddenly dawned upon me . Sometimes on holidays I used to stroll along the sunny side of the Nevsky about four o'clock in the afternoon . Though it was hardly a stroll so much as a series of innumerable miseries , humiliations and resentments ; but no doubt that was just what I wanted . I used to wriggle along in a most unseemly fashion , like an eel , continually moving aside to make way for generals , for officers of the guards and the hussars , or for ladies . At such minutes there used to be a convulsive twinge at my heart , and I used to feel hot all down my back at the mere thought of the wretchedness of my attire , of the wretchedness and abjectness of my little scurrying figure .