the hour of
ten
When I arose , I allowed myself to float close to the shore along with the current until I had moved far down the river . After that I lost all sight of him . '' He was now dressed in his military uniform and looked little exhausted from his experience of the night before , notwithstanding the fact that he had enjoyed but a few hours ' sleep . Still , it was past the hour of ten , and he could tell from the appearance of the street that the sun was already high in the heavens . He went to the window and looked out at the citizens hurrying to and fro about their several errands . From an open window directly across the way resounded the familiar strain of `` Yankee Doodle '' drawn from a violin by a poor but extremely ambitious musician . He stood for a minute to listen .