Ten o’clock
I thought I had looked well everywhere ! I had only forgotten the corner behind me ! In life , as on the roofs , how many misfortunes come from having forgotten a single corner ! Ten o'clock . -- I can not leave my window ; the rain and the cold have kept it shut so long that I must reconnoitre all the environs to be able to take possession of them again . My eyes search in succession all the points of the jumbled and confused prospect , passing on or stopping according to what they light upon . Ah !