two
at night
Then a smile of cunning -- almost triumph -- crossed his lips . `` It was you , '' he murmured , almost in a whisper , but with absolute conviction . `` Yes , it was you who came to my room and sat silently on a chair at my window for a whole hour -- more ! It was between one and two at night ; you rose and went out at about three . It was you , you ! Why you should have frightened me so , why you should have wished to torment me like that , I can not tell -- but you it was . '' There was absolute hatred in his eyes as he said this , but his look of fear and his trembling had not left him .