ten
o’clock before
Yes , at that moment I remembered our misfortunes , our necessities , and I remembered your half-rouble . `` No , '' said he , `` I can lend you nothing without security , '' and clinched his assurance with an oath , the robber ! How I contrived to leave the house and , passing through Viborskaia Street , to reach the Voskresenski Bridge I do not know . I only remember that I felt terribly weary , cold , and starved , and that it was ten o'clock before I reached the office . Arriving , I tried to clean myself up a little , but Sniegirev , the porter , said that it was impossible for me to do so , and that I should only spoil the brush , which belonged to the Government . Thus , my darling , do such fellows rate me lower than the mat on which they wipe their boots ! What is it that will most surely break me ?