two o'clock
With his prodigious intuition , with that instinct which is all his own , he felt a mystery surrounding him . This was perceptible by small signs , which he could not have described with precision , but which impressed him from the moment when he first set foot in the house . On the morning of the second day , he had as yet discovered nothing of interest . He first saw Clotilde Destange at two o'clock , when she came to fetch a book from the library . She was a woman of thirty , dark , with slow and silent movements ; and her features bore the look of indifference of those who live much within themselves . She exchanged a few words with M. Destange and left the room without so much as glancing at Shears . The afternoon dragged on monotonously .