one o'clock
Just at this time , because he could not work artistically and because he was in need of diversion and of joyous artistic palaver , he was especially miserable . Life seemed very dark and ugly . Eugene , returning and feeling , as usual , depressed about his state , sought to find consolation in her company . He came in at one o'clock , their usual lunch hour , and finding Angela still working , said , `` George ! but you like to keep at things when you get started , do n't you ? You 're a regular little work-horse . Having much trouble ? ''