midnight
Still half asleep , and blinking like an owl , he sat up . `` I have always held burnt sack to be well enough , but -- '' He stopped short , fully awake at last , and , suddenly remembering his condition and thinking they were come for him , he drew a sharp breath and in a voice as indifferent as he could make it : `` What 's o'clock ? '' he asked . `` Past midnight , miserable wretch , '' was the answer delivered in a deep droning voice . `` Hast entered upon thy last day of life -- a day whose sun thou ` lt never see . But five hours more are left thee . '' `` And it is to tell me this that you have awakened me ? ''