about midnight
The boy had till then been well-behaved and trustworthy . Arriving three days before at the town , he had not gone to his relations , had put up at the hotel , and gone straight to the club in the hope of finding in some back room a `` travelling banker , '' or at least some game of cards for money . But that evening there was no `` banker '' there or gambling going on . Going back to the hotel about midnight he asked for champagne , Havana cigars , and ordered a supper of six or seven dishes . But the champagne made him drunk , and the cigar made him sick , so that he did not touch the food when it was brought to him , and went to bed almost unconscious . Waking next morning as fresh as an apple , he went at once to the gipsies ' camp , which was in a suburb beyond the river , and of which he had heard the day before at the club . He did not reappear at the hotel for two days .