eleven o'clock
Of these the ex-manager was one . Waiting thus , some talked , some ejaculated concerning the misery of it ; some brooded , as did Hurstwood . At last he was admitted , and , having eaten , came away , almost angered because of his pains in getting it . At eleven o'clock of another evening , perhaps two weeks later , he was at the midnight offering of a loaf -- waiting patiently . It had been an unfortunate day with him , but now he took his fate with a touch of philosophy . If he could secure no supper , or was hungry late in the evening , here was a place he could come . A few minutes before twelve , a great box of bread was pushed out , and exactly on the hour a portly , round-faced German took position by it , calling `` Ready . ''