nine o'clock
Strange ! I had no such feverish wish to turn him from the faith of his fathers . I thought Romanism wrong , a great mixed image of gold and clay ; but it seemed to me that _ this _ Romanist held the purer elements of his creed with an innocency of heart which God must love . The preceding conversation passed between eight and nine o'clock of the evening , in a schoolroom of the quiet Rue Fossette , opening on a sequestered garden . Probably about the same , or a somewhat later hour of the succeeding evening , its echoes , collected by holy obedience , were breathed verbatim in an attent ear , at the panel of a confessional , in the hoary church of the Magi . It ensued that Père Silas paid a visit to Madame Beck , and stirred by I know not what mixture of motives , persuaded her to let him undertake for a time the Englishwoman 's spiritual direction . Hereupon I was put through a course of reading -- that is , I just glanced at the books lent me ; they were too little in my way to be thoroughly read , marked , learned , or inwardly digested .