About midnight
The anger of God weighed him down till `` He felt as one Who , waking after some strange , fevered dream , Sees a dim land and things unspeakable , And comes to know at last that it is hell . '' Meantime Christine was lying with folded hands , praying for him . She knew what an agony he was going through , and ceaselessly with pure supplications she prayed for his forgiveness . About midnight one came and told him his wife wanted to see him . He rose with a wretched sigh , and looked at the clock . He had sat there six hours . He had thought over everything , over and over -- the certainty that the paper was there , the fact that no other paper had been touched , and that no human being but Christine knew of the secret place .