four o'clock
He told us some hard truths ; he speaks admirably . '' `` Admirably ! He is divine ! '' It is four o'clock , the church is plunged in shadow and silence . The confused rumble of the vehicles without hardly penetrates this dwelling of prayer , and the creak of one 's boots , echoing in the distance , is the only human noise which ruffles the deep calm . However , in proportion as we advance , we perceive in the chapels groups of the faithful , kneeling , motionless and silent . In viewing the despair that their attitude appears to express , we are overwhelmed with sadness and uneasiness .