Eleven o'clock
The emperor made no reply , but gazed into vacancy , deeply absorbed in his reflections . Hudelist fixed his small sparkling eyes on the bent form of the emperor ; and as he contemplated his care-worn , gloomy face , his flabby features , his protruding under-lip , his narrow forehead , and his whole emaciated and fragile form , an expression of scorn overspread the face of the counsellor ; and his large mouth and flashing eyes seemed to say , `` You are the emperor , but I do not envy you , for I am more than you are ; I am a man who knows what he wants . '' At this moment the clock commenced striking slowly , and its shrill notes aroused the emperor from his contemplation . `` Eleven o'clock , '' he said , rising from his chair , `` the hour when I am to give an audience to the French ambassador . Hudelist , go to the chancery and wait there until I call you . You will not return to Paris anyhow , but resume your former position in the chancery of state . I am glad that you have returned , for I consider you a faithful , able , and reliable man , whom I have good reason to be content , and who , I hope , will not betray my confidence .