eight o'clock at night
What fast ? I have been fasting too , '' he continued , with a coarse laugh , `` twice a week , on bread and water ; an excellent thing for the stomach . Fancy , a fast-day in midsummer . On such a long day , when the sun is up at three already , and at eight o'clock at night is still hesitating whether he 'll go to bed or not ... what have I got to do with your Fast-day ? '' His face grew redder every moment ; he had drunk a third and a fourth glass , and there was nothing but a mere drain left in the bottle . Already his utterance was thick and incoherent , and his eyes were fast assuming that glassy brightness that is usually the forerunner of helpless intoxication . It was a sight Ephraim could not bear to see .