evening about seven o'clock
Others filled me with terror . There was an exquisite poison in the air . I had a passion for sensations ... . Well , one evening about seven o'clock , I determined to go out in search of some adventure . I felt that this grey monstrous London of ours , with its myriads of people , its sordid sinners , and its splendid sins , as you once phrased it , must have something in store for me . I fancied a thousand things . The mere danger gave me a sense of delight .