eleven o'clock
At last he shut his book , his mind was blank , he walked upstairs intoxicated with depression and anger , and , intoxicated with depression and anger , locked himself into sleep . Tilly set slippers before the kitchen fire , and she also went to bed , leaving the door unlocked . Then the farm was in darkness , in the rain . At eleven o'clock it was still raining . Tom Brangwen stood in the yard of the `` Angel '' , Nottingham , and buttoned his coat . `` Oh , well , '' he said cheerfully , `` it 's rained on me before . Put ` er in , Jack , my lad , put her in -- Tha ` rt a rare old cock , Jacky-boy , wi ' a belly on thee as does credit to thy drink , if not to thy corn .