four o’clock at night
Even pity I felt nothing of for my brother men : all feelings in me were merged in one which I scarcely dare to name : a feeling of loathing , and stronger than all and more than all within me was the loathing -- for myself . ` Cease , ' whispered Alice , ` cease , or I can not carry you . You have grown heavy . ' ` Home , ' I answered her in the very tone in which I used to say the word to my coachman , when I came out at four o'clock at night from some Moscow friends ' , where I had been talking since dinner-time of the future of Russia and the significance of the commune . ` Home , ' I repeated , and closed my eyes . But I soon opened them again . Alice seemed huddling strangely up to me ; she was almost pushing against me .