ten o’clock
Still his gravity at once returned to him on going in to lectures . He took notes on his knees , while the professor , resting his hands on the edge of his desk , talked away in familiar Latin , interspersed with an occasional word in French , when he was at fault for a better . A discussion would then follow in which the students argued in a strange jargon , with never a smile upon their faces . Then , at ten o'clock , there came twenty minutes ' reading of Holy Writ . He fetched the Sacred Book , a volume richly bound and gilt-edged . Having kissed it with especial reverence , he read it out bare-headed , bowing every time he came upon the name of Jesus , Mary , or Joseph . And with the arrival of the second meditation he was ready to endure for love of God another and even longer spell of kneeling than the first .