ten o'clock
Everything went comfortably . Gibbie was so well up in mathematics , thanks to Mr. Sclater , that , doing all requisite for honourable studentship , but having no desire to distinguish himself , he had plenty of time for more important duty . Now that he was by himself , as if old habit had returned in the shape of new passion , he roamed the streets every night . His custom was this : after dinner , which he had when he came from college , about half-past four , he lay down , fell asleep in a moment , as he always did , and slept till half-past six ; then he had tea , and after that , studied -- not dawdled over his books , till ten o'clock , when he took his Greek Testament . At eleven he went out , seldom finally returning before half-past one , sometimes not for an hour longer -- during which time Mistress Croale was in readiness to receive any guest he might bring home . The history of the special endeavour he had now commenced does not belong to my narrative . Some nights , many nights together , he would not meet a single wanderer ; occasionally he would meet two or three in the same night .