about half past eight
On returning to my hotel , I thought over this curious seance and I was assailed by doubts , not as to my cousin 's absolute and undoubted good faith , for I had known her as well as if she had been my own sister ever since she was a child , but as to a possible trick on the doctor 's part . Had not he , perhaps , kept a glass hidden in his hand , which he showed to the young woman in her sleep at the same time as he did the card ? Professional conjurers do things which are just as singular . However , I went to bed , and this morning , at about half past eight , I was awakened by my footman , who said to me : `` Madame Sable has asked to see you immediately , Monsieur . '' I dressed hastily and went to her . She sat down in some agitation , with her eyes on the floor , and without raising her veil said to me : `` My dear cousin , I am going to ask a great favor of you . '' `` What is it , cousin ? ''