about eleven o'clock
But he immediately realised that that would be shockingly excessive , and there would even be the suspicion that he was moving house because of the incidents of that morning . Nothing would have been more nonsensical and , above all , more pointless and contemptible . When he had become tired of looking out onto the empty street he slightly opened the door to the living room so that he could see anyone who entered the flat from where he was and lay down on the couch . He lay there , quietly smoking a cigar , until about eleven o'clock . He was n't able to hold out longer than that , and went a little way into the hallway as if in that way he could make Miss Bürstner arrive sooner . He had no particular desire for her , he could not even remember what she looked like , but now he wanted to speak to her and it irritated him that her late arrival home meant this day would be full of unease and disorder right to its very end . It was also her fault that he had not had any dinner that evening and that he had been unable to visit Elsa as he had intended .