midday
He did not think his entrance had been marked as he passed through the gates . A thick , drizzling rain was falling , which had wet him to the skin , and which seemed to be keeping every one within doors . He found the door of his old lodging unlocked and the place empty , save for a little firing in a closet , which he soon kindled into a warming blaze . He had bought food at midday in a hamlet through which he passed , and there was enough left in his wallet to provide him with a frugal supper . He dried his clothes at the friendly warmth of the fire , and though the room was destitute of bedding , there were a few sacks on the floor . Laying himself down upon these before the fire , he was soon plunged in a deep and dreamless slumber . How long he slept he never could have guessed .