about ten o'clock
-- `` Finally , promise me that , when you read this second paper which I have put into your hands , whatsoever you may think of it , you will say nothing -- publish nothing to the world until three years shall have passed . '' -- I promised . -- `` And now farewell for three hours . Come to me again about ten o'clock , and take a glass of wine in memory of old times . '' This he said laughingly ; but even then a dark spasm crossed his face . Yet , thinking that this might be the mere working of mental anguish within him , I complied with his desire , and retired . Feeling , however , but little at ease , I devised an excuse for looking in upon him about one hour and a half after I had left him .