About eleven o'clock
Drawing nearer to the grave my perceptions become clearer . We shall exist ; we shall see each other again ; we shall behold your mother ; I shall behold her , and expose to her my inmost heart . Your mother -- your image ! '' About eleven o'clock Werther asked his servant if Albert had returned . He answered , `` Yes ; '' for he had seen him pass on horseback : upon which Werther sent him the following note , unsealed : `` Be so good as to lend me your pistols for a journey . Adieu . '' Charlotte had slept little during the past night .