two o'clock
Still , I satisfied him about myself , lying as well as I could . I told him all my good points but kept quiet about the rest , since I did n't think that was the time for them . When that was over , he just sat there for a while . I began to realize that that was a bad sign , since it was almost two o'clock and I had n't seen him show any more desire to eat than a dead man . Then I began to think about his keeping the door locked , and the fact that I had n't heard any other sign of life in the whole house . The only thing I 'd seen were walls : not a chair , not a meat-cutting board , a stool , a table , or even a chest like the one I 'd had before . And I began to wonder if that house was under a spell .