eleven o'clock at night
Your head is surrounded with bandages and poultices that must not be touched . Sleep , my boy , sleep , and tomorrow you will know all that you require . '' `` But , '' I cried , `` let me know what o'clock it is -- what day it is ? '' `` It is now eleven o'clock at night , and this is once more Sunday . It is now the ninth of the month of August . And I distinctly prohibit you from asking any more questions until the tenth of the same . '' I was , if the truth were told , very weak indeed , and my eyes soon closed involuntarily .