ten
o'clock in the evening
And my wife absolutely objected to having children . From the very moment she knew a child was coming until its birth , there was one desperate scene after the other . Life became a veritable hell to us . It was no rare thing for us , instead of sleeping , to argue the whole night through , from ten o'clock in the evening until five the next morning . I would try mild persuasion and comfort , I would urge every conceivable argument softly and loudly , violently and gently , wildly and tenderly . My wife 's mother , too , did not understand me . My wife was disillusioned , her mother was disillusioned .