about five o'clock
If she could but have known that my thoughts were of the day and minute when I so brutally caressed the Countess Tarnowsy , I fancy she would have changed her good opinion of me . To tell the truth , I was wondering just how the Countess would behave toward me , with the memory of that unforgettable incident standing between us . I had been trying to convince myself for a very long time that my fault was not as great in her eyes as it was in mine . Along about five o'clock , I went to my room . I daresay I was sulking . A polite bell-boy tapped on my door at half-past six . He presented a small envelope to me , thanked me three or four times , and , as an afterthought , announced that there was to be an answer .