about two o'clock in the morning
Francezka will no more forget me than I shall forget her -- and when I forget her , may God forget me . '' These were his final words . I went to my chamber , and was soon asleep upon my camp bed . I awakened about two o'clock in the morning with a strange feeling that something disastrous had happened . The rain was falling heavily -- a summer rain that fell in great drops musically upon the thirsty ground and the trees in full leaf . So strong was the feeling of apprehension upon me that I rose quietly , slipped on my clothes , and opened the door to Count Saxe 's room . He was lying in his bed , sound asleep .