five
o'clock
He felt he must get out , whatever happened . He could not bear it . So he went back to his hotel and up to his room . It was still only five o'clock . And he did not know what to do with himself . He lay down on the bed , and looked at the painting on his bedroom ceiling . It was a terrible business in reckitt 's blue and browny gold , with awful heraldic beasts , rather worm-wriggly , displayed in a blue field .