five o'clock
The poor girl was indeed in love with me -- ha ! perhaps even fatally in love with me ; ... and I sat and puffed myself up with this notion . There was no doubt that she was in love with me , the poor girl . It struck five o'clock ! Again I sank under the weight of my prolonged nervous excitement . The hollow whirring in my head made itself felt anew . I stared straight ahead , kept my eyes fixed , and gazed at the chemist 's under the sign of the elephant .