four o’clock
He decided to put up for the night at Argenteuil , and sought hospitality at the inn of the Coeur-Volant , where he ordered served forthwith a great bowl of punch , his favourite drink . He betook himself to bed in the full expectation of enjoying most delicious dreams ; but his sleep was troubled by a truly disagreeable incident . Glorious days are at times succeeded by most wretched nights , and the inn of Coeur-Volant was destined to leave most disagreeable reminiscences with Samuel Brohl . Towards four o'clock he heard some one knocking at his door , and a voice not unknown to him cried : `` Open , I beseech you ! '' He was seized with an insupportable anguish ; he felt like one paralyzed , and it was with great difficulty that he rose up in a sitting posture . He remembered that the bolt was drawn , and this reassured him . What was not his stupefied amazement to see the bolt glide back in its shaft !