About nine o'clock
The hyena smelt the carrion and licked herself , wearied by the delay . The gobernadorcillo was very compunctious . His seat , that large chair placed under his Majesty 's portrait , was vacant , being apparently intended for some one else . About nine o'clock the curate arrived , pale and scowling . `` Well , you have n't kept yourself waiting ! '' the alferez greeted him . `` I should prefer not to be present , '' replied Padre Salvi in a low voice , paying no heed to the bitter tone of the alferez .