ten o'clock
It was as if his soul was urging his too-callous body to weep . Dolly was as unobtainable as the heaven of the tramp preacher 's vision . For Mostyn only protracted evil was now available , and that was sickening to his very thought . He wondered , seeing that it was now ten o'clock , if he could go to sleep . In deep sleep he would be able to forget . He decided to try . He went up to his room , and , aided only by the moonlight , which fell through the windows , he undressed and threw himself down on his bed .