seven o’clock in the evening
At the third visit of the day , Cornelius changed his former inquiry : -- `` I hope nobody is ill at Loewestein ? '' `` Nobody , '' replied , even more laconically , the jailer , shutting the door before the nose of the prisoner . Gryphus , being little used to this sort of civility on the part of Cornelius , began to suspect that his prisoner was about to try and bribe him . Cornelius was now alone once more ; it was seven o'clock in the evening , and the anxiety of yesterday returned with increased intensity . But another time the hours passed away without bringing the sweet vision which lighted up , through the grated window , the cell of poor Cornelius , and which , in retiring , left light enough in his heart to last until it came back again . Van Baerle passed the night in an agony of despair . On the following day Gryphus appeared to him even more hideous , brutal , and hateful than usual ; in his mind , or rather in his heart , there had been some hope that it was the old man who prevented his daughter from coming .