four o’clock in
the morning
It seemed to me that there was still something to be found out , or at least that my suspicions were about to be confirmed . About midnight a carriage that I knew well stopped before No. 9 . The Comte de G. got down and entered the house , after sending away the carriage . For a moment I hoped that the same answer would be given to him as to me , and that I should see him come out ; but at four o'clock in the morning I was still awaiting him . I have suffered deeply during these last three weeks , but that is nothing , I think , in comparison with what I suffered that night . When I reached home I began to cry like a child . There is no man to whom a woman has not been unfaithful , once at least , and who will not know what I suffered .