ten o'clock at night
Events had succeeded each other with such startling rapidity that the detective , in spite of his robust physique , began at length to feel the strain . As a matter of fact he had really had no rest since his tragic awakening in the mortuary chapel at Glotzbourg . He had passed the following night in the train without closing an eye . Upon his arrival he had been busy without interruption until he found himself , at ten o'clock at night , in his little apartment in the Rue Bonaparte with the grotesque Wulf as companion . While the latter was tranquilly reading the adventures of Vidocq , Juve was absorbed in a strange task which occupied his entire attention . He was minutely examining a queer-looking garment , a waistcoat of very unusual cut . He turned to Wulf : `` Monsieur Wulf , you recognize this garment , do n't you ?