ten o’clock
Grushnitski , with his lorgnette , was sitting in the front row , and the conjurer had recourse to him every time he needed a handkerchief , a watch , a ring and so forth . For some time past , Grushnitski has ceased to bow to me , and to-day he has looked at me rather insolently once or twice . It will all be remembered to him when we come to settle our scores . Before ten o'clock had struck , I stood up and went out . It was dark outside , pitch dark . Cold , heavy clouds were lying on the summit of the surrounding mountains , and only at rare intervals did the dying breeze rustle the tops of the poplars which surrounded the restaurant . People were crowding at the windows .