eight o'clock
And with her bold eyes , like a hungry wolf , she invited Luna to enter . She liked the masterful ways of the man , she said , and the ease which his former intercourse with the world had given him , and , moreover , for her woman 's imagination Gabriel 's mysterious past possessed a great attraction ; his proud silence , the vague reports of his adventures , and the smile , as much compassionate as disdainful , with which he listened to the people of the upper cloister . The insinuating Mariquita withdrew , and Gabriel continued his walk through the cloister , after finishing the little jar of milk that his brother brought him up every morning . At eight o'clock , Don Luis , the Chapel-master , came out , his cloak wrapped as usual theatrically round him , and his big hat well tilted back , like a glory , round his enormous head ; he was humming absently , restless with perpetual nervous movements ; he inquired anxiously if the bell had yet rung for the choir , frightened by the threats of a fine in case he were late . Gabriel felt himself very much attracted by this poor priestly musician , who lived so despised in the furthest corner of the church , thinking far more of music than of dogma . In the evenings Gabriel would often go up to the little room inhabited by the Chapel-master , on the tipper floor of the Lunas ' house ; the room contained all the priest 's fortune -- a little iron bed , which had belonged formerly to the seminarist , two plaster busts of Beethoven and Mozart , and an enormous pile of bundles of music , bound scores , loose sheets of ruled paper , so big and so piled up and disorderly that every now and then a pile would slip down , covering the floor of the little room with white sheets to its furthest corner . `` That is how all his money goes , '' said the Wooden Staff with an air of good-natured reproof , `` he will never have a farthing .