ten o’clock in the evening
I will give myself up to her for the last time -- and then ... . But if she is drinking my blood ? That 's awful . Besides , such rapid locomotion can not fail to be injurious ; even in England , I 'm told , on the railways , it 's against the law to go more than one hundred miles an hour ... ' So I reasoned with myself -- but at ten o'clock in the evening , I was already at my post before the old oak-tree . The night was cold , dull , grey ; there was a feeling of rain in the air . To my amazement , I found no one under the oak ; I walked several times round it , went up to the edge of the wood , turned back again , peered anxiously into the darkness ... . All was emptiness .