three in the morning
He would eat nothing , however , but seemed more disposed to dose , so having seen him settle down we left him . His room was the one next to mine , and as the wall was thin , I could hear the least movement . Two or three times he muttered and groaned , but finally he became quiet , and I was able to drop to sleep . At three in the morning , I was awakened by a dreadful crash . Bounding out of bed I rushed into the other room . Poor Fred was standing in his long gown , a pathetic little figure in the grey light of the dawning day . He had pulled over his washing-stand -LRB- with what object only his bemuddled mind could say -RRB- , and the whole place was a morass of water with islands of broken crockery .