about eight o'clock
in the evening
`` I lived so for a fortnight , then I was lucky enough to get into another eating-house . I lived there nearly two months , and had to leave for the very same reason as at the first place . I only half understood the meaning of what I had to resist , but my resistance led to other unbearable cruelties , and again I ran away . I went about eight o'clock in the evening . The thought of going back to my old sleeping places on the stairs was horrible . Besides , for some days a strange idea had been in my head . I had not forgotten my friend Jane , and I wondered whether , if I went to Tottenham , it would be possible to find her .