night about ten o'clock
Michael smiled and thanked the doctor , and walked unsteadily down the hospital steps on feet that were strangely wobbly for him . But Michael did not intend to obey the doctor . He had been turning the matter over in his mind and he had a plan . And that very night about ten o'clock he went back to the alley . Old Sal was sitting on her doorstep a little more intoxicated than the last time , and the young man 's sudden appearance by her side startled her into an Irish howl . `` The saints presarve us ! '' she cried tottering to her feet .