midnight
Alas , there was one circumstance involved in the matter of which neither Pyotr Stepanovitch nor even Yulia Mihailovna herself had any idea . The luckless Andrey Antonovitch had been so greatly upset during the last few days that he had begun to be secretly jealous of his wife and Pyotr Stepanovitch . In solitude , especially at night , he spent some very disagreeable moments . `` Well , I imagined that if a man reads you his novel two days running till after midnight and wants to hear your opinion of it , he has of his own act discarded official relations , anyway ... . Yulia Mihailovna treats me as a friend ; there 's no making you out , '' Pyotr Stepanovitch brought out , with a certain dignity indeed . `` Here is your novel , by the way . '' He laid on the table a large heavy manuscript rolled up in blue paper .