eight o'clock in the evening
I confess I was unpleasantly alarmed at the prospect of making a burglarious entrance in such romantic fashion . It savoured more of the last century than of the quiet and eminently respectable age in which we live . But then , the castle of Fillettino was built hundreds of years ago , and it is not my fault if it has not gone to ruin , like so many others of its kind . The man recommended me to be always at home after eight o'clock in the evening in case I were wanted , and to avoid seeing the baron when he was abroad . He came and saw where I lived , and with many bows he left me . You may imagine in what anxiety I passed my time . A whole week elapsed , and yet I was never summoned .