eight in the evening
Ralph thought he would wait . Indeed , there was nothing better for him to do . It was warm here , and he had a seat , and he knew of no other place in the city where he could be so comfortable . The clock on the wall informed him that it was eight in the evening . He began to feel hungry . He could see , through a half-opened door , the tempting array of food on the lunch-counter in another room ; but he knew that he could get none , and he tried not to think of eating . It was very quiet now in the waiting-room , and it was not very long before Ralph fell to dozing and dreaming .