eight o'clock
The queen was clinging to the right arm of Louis ; they each gave a hand to the dauphin . Theresa had flung her arms around the king 's body , his sister Elizabeth clung to his left arm . They thus moved forward a few steps toward the door , amid loud cries of grief and heart-breaking sobs . `` I promise you , '' said Louis , `` to see you once more tomorrow morning , at eight o'clock . '' `` At eight ! Why not at seven ? '' asked the queen , with a foreboding tone .