eleven in the evening
`` When can he find you alone ? for , you know , confessions must be made without witnesses . '' I folded this kind of madrigal in prose , and sent it by Joseph , who handed it to Marguerite herself ; she replied that she would send the answer later . I only went out to have a hasty dinner , and at eleven in the evening no reply had come . I made up my mind to endure it no longer , and to set out next day . In consequence of this resolution , and convinced that I should not sleep if I went to bed , I began to pack up my things . It was hardly an hour after Joseph and I had begun preparing for my departure , when there was a violent ring at the door .