twelve o’clock
He got on his feet , and divesting himself of his cloak hung it on the peg , going through all the motions mechanically . An incredible dullness , a ditch-water stagnation was sensible to his perceptions as though life had withdrawn itself from all things and even from his own thoughts . There was not a sound in the house . Turning away from the peg , he thought in that same lifeless manner that it must be very early yet ; but when he looked at the watch on his table he saw both hands arrested at twelve o'clock . `` Ah ! yes , '' he mumbled to himself , and as if beginning to get roused a little he took a survey of his room . The paper stabbed to the wall arrested his attention .