eight o'clock
It was seven o'clock when he went back to his house , and let himself in softly with his latchkey . He knew that he had been walking a long time , and that he had seen the sun rise ; but what streets or squares he had been walking in he did not know . He crept upstairs to his dressing-room with stealthy footsteps , and made an elaborate toilet . At eight o'clock he was seated at breakfast in the hastily-arranged dining-room , with the newspapers by the side of his cup and saucer . At nine he went into the hall to receive Dr. Jedd and Dr. Doddleson , who arrived almost simultaneously . His carefully-arranged hair and whiskers , his well made unpretentious clothes , his spotless linen , would have done credit to an archbishop . Of all the cares and calculations of his long dreary night there was no trace , except a certain dulness in his eyes , and the dark half-circles below them .