about eleven at night
Lope asked him had the Gallegan come again to his room . He said she had not , but that she persisted in trying to ingratiate herself with him by means of dainties which she purloined out of what she cooked for the guests . After this conversation Lope went back to his lodgings , intending not to leave them again for another six days , at least in company with his ass . It might be about eleven at night , when the corregidor most unexpectedly entered the Posado del Sevillano , at the head of a formidable posse . The host and even the guests were startled and agitated by his visit ; for as comets , when they appear , always excite fears of disaster , just so the ministers of justice , when they suddenly enter a house , strike even guiltless consciences with alarm . The unwelcome visitor walked into a room , and called for the master of the house , who came tremblingly to know what might be the señor corregidor 's pleasure . `` Are you the landlord ? ''