about six o'clock
That was early hours on Saturday morning -- the very Saturday when my poor little woman , after she had been turned away by those prating philanthropists , was being sheltered by the prostitute . Let him explain it who can . I can not . I must have been sitting a full hour or more on the end of my bed -- stunned , stupefied , unable to think -- when Miriam , back from the synagogue , came stealthily upstairs to say that a messenger had come for me about six o'clock the night before . `` He said his name was Oliver , and father saw him , and that 's how he came to know . ` Tell her that her child is ill , and she is to come immediately , ' he said . '' I was hardly conscious of what happened next -- hardly aware of passing through the streets to Ilford .