eight o'clock
Mr. Jones looked not a little surprised . The turnkey grinned . The reverend gentleman stepped at once into the cell and was lost to sight . `` Do not let me out before eight o'clock , '' said his voice , `` and you , Lepel , inquire for me as soon as you return , for I feel a little nervous . Now shut the door . '' The door was closed on the reverend gentleman , and the little group outside , after looking at one another with a humorous expression , separated , and each went after his own affairs . Evans lingered behind , and took a look at the massy door , behind which for the first time a man had gone voluntarily , and after grave deliberation delivered himself at long intervals of the two following profound reflections : `` Well !