about six o'clock in the morning
Not , you remark , mere cleansing chemicals , but something , as they say , `` ideal ; '' and then , completing the tripod of the little life : TANKER 'S YELLOW PILLS . After that there was nothing for it but Tupper again , in naming crimson letters , snap , snap , across the void . T U P P. ... Early in the small hours it would seem that young Caddles came to the shadowy quiet of Regent 's Park , stepped over the railings and lay down on a grassy slope near where the people skate in winter time , and there he slept an hour or so . And about six o'clock in the morning , he was talking to a draggled woman he had found sleeping in a ditch near Hampstead Heath , asking her very earnestly what she thought she was for ... The wandering of Caddles about London came to a head on the second day in the morning . For then his hunger overcame him . He hesitated where the hot-smelling loaves were being tossed into a cart , and then very quietly knelt down and commenced robbery .