one o'clock
What , in the short passage from the automobile to the house , could have so wholly changed , frozen , her ? Had she , at that late opportunity , remembering the struggle , the tragic unrelenting need , to keep herself aloof from passion , once more successfully fled ? Was she -- he was almost dozing -- Cytherea , the unobtainable ? He woke , stirred , convulsively : it was after one o'clock now . The craving for a cigarette finally moved him ; and , in the dark , he felt around for those , the Dimitrinos , on the tray . The cigarette at an end , he sank back on the pillows , deciding that he must take the earliest train possible toward Eastlake . He had missed a directors ' meeting today , and there was another tomorrow that he must attend , at his office .