two o’clock in the morning
Nay , I even saw my grandfather too , whom I never did see in my life . Although naturally much affected by these remarkable visitations , I determined to keep my secret , until the time agreed upon for the present general disclosure . Agitated by a multitude of curious thoughts , I retired to my room , that night , prepared to encounter some new experience of a spectral character . Nor was my preparation needless , for , waking from an uneasy sleep at exactly two o'clock in the morning , what were my feelings to find that I was sharing my bed with the skeleton of Master B. ! I sprang up , and the skeleton sprang up also . I then heard a plaintive voice saying , `` Where am I ? What is become of me ? ''