eight o'clock
The events of the night , his home-coming , his mother 's strange behaviour , and the excitement which it all meant had simply worn him out , and now Nature was trying to restore him . He fell into a deep , dreamless sleep , and lay like a log upon his bed . How long he slept he did not know , but presently he heard a sharp knock at the door . `` It 's half-past eight o'clock , sir . Are yo noan gettin ' up ? '' `` What ? '' he cried , half asleep .