ten o'clock
One note of invitation from Liza , the one note I had received from her , I was on the point of putting in my bosom , but on second thoughts I flung it in a drawer . Koloberdyaev was snoring feebly , with his head hanging from the leather pillow ... . For a long while , I remember , I scrutinised his unkempt , daring , careless , and good-natured face . At ten o'clock the man announced the arrival of Bizmyonkov . The prince had chosen him as second . We both together roused the soundly sleeping cavalry officer . He sat up , stared at us with dim eyes , in a hoarse voice demanded vodka .