about ten
o'clock
He was angry at Blake 's desertion , and seemed to think that Tom had something to do with it , though he simply delivered the message which had been entrusted to him ; and so , though he distributed rebuke and objurgation to every man in the boat except the Captain , he seemed to our hero to take particular delight in working him . There he stood in the stern , the fiery little coxswain , leaning forward with a tiller-rope in each hand , and bending to every stroke , shouting his warnings , and rebukes , and monitions to Tom , till he drove him to his wits ' end . By the time the boat came back to Hall 's , his arms were so numb that he could hardly tell whether his oar was in or out of his hand ; his legs were stiff and aching , and every muscle in his body felt as if it had been pulled out an inch or two . As he walked up to College , he felt as if his shoulders and legs had nothing to do with one another ; in short , he had had a very hard day 's work , and , after going fast asleep at a wine-party , and trying in vain to rouse himself by a stroll in the streets , fairly gave in about ten o'clock and went to bed without remembering to sport his oak . For some hours he slept the sleep of the dead , but at last began to be conscious of voices , and the clicking of glasses , and laughter , and scraps of songs ; and after turning himself once or twice in bed , to ascertain whether he was awake or no , rubbed his eyes , sat up , and became aware that something very entertaining to the parties concerned was going on in his sitting-room . After listening for a minute , he jumped up , threw on his shooting-coat , and appeared at the door of his own sitting-room , where he paused a moment to contemplate the scene which met his astonished vision . His fire recently replenished , was burning brightly in the grate , and his candles on the table on which stood his whisky bottle , and tumblers , and hot water .