four
o’clock
At length , having secured his opponent 's hands , Velchaninoff left him on the ground , rose , drew the curtains , and pulled up the blind . The deserted street was light now . He opened the window , and stood breathing in the fresh air for a few moments . It was a little past four o'clock . He shut the window once more , fetched a towel and bound up his cut hand as tightly as he could to stop the flow of blood . At his feet he caught sight of the opened razor lying on the carpet ; he picked it up , wiped it , and put it by in its own case , which he now saw he had left upon the little cupboard beside the divan which Pavel Pavlovitch occupied . He locked the cupboard .