twelve o’clock
Then in a moment I felt that I was drunk . The room whirled , and with an effort I got to the open window , stumbling over legs of men , who looked up from their cards and cursed me . Of what chanced after this I knew for a time but little , until I was in one instant sobered . This was an hour later , and nigh to twelve o'clock . What took place I heard from others ; and , as it concerns a turning-point in my life , I shall try to relate it as if I myself had been conscious all the while . The better for air , I went over to a table in the centre of the room not far from the door . Leaning heavily on Captain Small 's shoulder , I threw on the table the last gold joe my aunt had given me with her final lesson in morals .