seven o'clock
He saw that Anton 's mind was made up , and the side of the scale in which sat the fair Rosalie kicked the beam . After all , if Anton did , in his virtuous simplicity , tell her mother , the adventure was spoiled , and , still worse , their friendship forever at an end . These reflections furrowed his fine brow . A little before seven o'clock a shadow fell on Anton 's paper , and , looking up , he saw Fink silently holding out a small note to him , directed to Rosalie . He sprang up at once . `` I have written to tell her , '' said Fink , with icy coldness , `` that your friendship left me no other choice than that of compromising her or giving her up , and that , therefore , I chose the latter . Here is the letter ; I have no objection to your reading it ; it is her dismissal . ''