one o'clock in the morning
To listen to them it would seem they had the future , fame , money , in their hands . And it never occurred to either of them that time was passing , that every day life was nearing its close , that they had lived at other people 's expense a great deal and nothing yet was accomplished ; that they were all bound by the inexorable law by which of a hundred promising beginners only two or three rise to any position and all the others draw blanks in the lottery , perish playing the part of flesh for the cannon ... . They were gay and happy , and looked the future boldly in the face ! At one o'clock in the morning Kostyliov said good-bye , and smoothing out his Shakespeare collar , went home . The landscape painter remained to sleep at Yegor Savvitch 's . Before going to bed , Yegor Savvitch took a candle and made his way into the kitchen to get a drink of water . In the dark , narrow passage Katya was sitting , on a box , and , with her hands clasped on her knees , was looking upwards .