six o'clock
Each had been of service to the other , and neither had cause to complain . `` Well , '' said Paul to himself , `` I am out of work again . What shall I go at next ? '' It was six o'clock , and there was nothing to be done till the morrow . He went slowly homeward , revolving this subject in his mind . He knew that he need not remain idle . He could black boots , or sell newspapers , if nothing better offered , and he thought it quite possible that he might adopt the latter business , for a few days at least .