seven o'clock
Beside herself with terror , and by now feeling a violent hatred for the man , Marya Petrovna gathers up her bundles and hurriedly departs . Half-way home she remembers that she has forgotten to ask for her three roubles , but after stopping and thinking for a minute , with a wave of her hand , she goes on . AT THE BARBER 'S MORNING . It is not yet seven o'clock , but Makar Kuzmitch Blyostken 's shop is already open . The barber himself , an unwashed , greasy , but foppishly dressed youth of three and twenty , is busy clearing up ; there is really nothing to be cleared away , but he is perspiring with his exertions . In one place he polishes with a rag , in another he scrapes with his finger or catches a bug and brushes it off the wall . The barber 's shop is small , narrow , and unclean .