three in the morning
There was a sort of eagerness in his look , a picturesque turn of the head -- a sense , as it were , of the outwardly pictorial side of existence . He moved his chair , in order to turn his back on a Russian officer who was seated near , and did it absently , as if mechanically closing his eye to something unsightly and conducive to discomfort . Then he turned to his coffee with a youthful spirit of enjoyment . `` All this would be mildly amusing , '' he said , `` at say any other hour of the twenty-four , but at three in the morning it is rather poor fun . Do you succeed in sleeping in these German schlafwagens ? '' `` I can sleep anywhere , '' replied Cartoner , and his companion glanced at him inquiringly . It seemed that he was sleepy now , and did not wish to talk .