six o’clock
It 's a blizzard and that is all about it ... '' At midday they had lunch , then wandered aimlessly about the house ; they went to the windows . `` And Lesnitsky is lying there , '' thought Lyzhin , watching the whirling snow , which raced furiously round and round upon the drifts . `` Lesnitsky is lying there , the witnesses are waiting ... '' They talked of the weather , saying that the snowstorm usually lasted two days and nights , rarely longer . At six o'clock they had dinner , then they played cards , sang , danced ; at last they had supper . The day was over , they went to bed . In the night , towards morning , it all subsided . When they got up and looked out of window , the bare willows with their weakly drooping branches were standing perfectly motionless ; it was dull and still , as though nature now were ashamed of its orgy , of its mad nights , and the license it had given to its passions .