about eleven o'clock
To begin with , the luckless Marya Ignatyevna waked up before daybreak on the night of her husband 's murder , missed him and flew into indescribable agitation , not seeing him beside her . The woman who had been hired by Anna Prohorovna , and was there for the night , could not succeed in calming her , and as soon as it was daylight ran to fetch Arina Prohorovna herself , assuring the invalid that the latter knew where her husband was , and when he would be back . Meantime Arina Prohorovna was in some anxiety too ; she had already heard from her husband of the deed perpetrated that night at Skvoreshniki . He had returned home about eleven o'clock in a terrible state of mind and body ; wringing his hands , he flung himself face downwards on his bed and shaking with convulsive sobs kept repeating , `` It 's not right , it 's not right , it 's not right at all ! '' He ended , of course , by confessing it all to Arina Prohorovna -- but to no one else in the house . She left him on his bed , sternly impressing upon him that `` if he must blubber he must do it in his pillow so as not to be overheard , and that he would be a fool if he showed any traces of it next day . '' She felt somewhat anxious , however , and began at once to clear things up in case of emergency ; she succeeded in hiding or completely destroying all suspicious papers , books , manifestoes perhaps .