eleven o'clock
I wish I had never taken part in that rampage . Towards eight o'clock we both felt the false craving for food which is produced by alcohol , and we clamoured for dinner . Dinner under such circumstances produces a delusive feeling of sobriety , and men think that they have killed the alcohol ; but the stuff is still there , and every molecule of it is ready , as it were , to explode and fly through the blood when a fresh draught is added . At eleven o'clock we were at cards with Mr. Coney . At one we went out to admire the moon , and though one of us saw two moons , he felt a dull pain at the heart as he remembered days long ago , when the pale splendour brought gladness . When we had solemnly decided that it was a fine night , we went back to our reeking room again , and pursued our conversation on the principle that each man should select his own subject and try to howl down the other two . This exercise soon palled on us , and one by one we sank to sleep .