half past ten
It was to him that she had closed her doors the night before ; I imagined that she had stopped her carriage in order to explain to him why she had done so , and I hoped that at the same time she had found some new pretext for not receiving him on the following night . How I spent the rest of the day I do not know ; I walked , smoked , talked , but what I said , whom I met , I had utterly forgotten by ten o'clock in the evening . All I remember is that when I returned home , I spent three hours over my toilet , and I looked at my watch and my clock a hundred times , which unfortunately both pointed to the same hour . When it struck half past ten , I said to myself that it was time to go . I lived at that time in the Rue de Provence ; I followed the Rue du Mont-Blanc , crossed the Boulevard , went up the Rue Louis-le-Grand , the Rue de Port-Mahon , and the Rue d'Antin . I looked up at Marguerite 's windows . There was a light .