one
o'clock
He had a strange feeling that everything was happening hundreds of miles away . `` What am I to do ? '' he asked himself again . Between twelve and one o'clock he was back in the city , walking aimlessly on and on . He did not choose the unfrequented thoroughfares , and when people looked into his face he thought , `` If anybody asks me who I am I 'll tell him . '' It was eight hours since he had eaten anything , and he felt weak and faint . Coming upon a coffee-house , he went in and ordered food .