six o’clock
Travelling , still like a searchlight , it found the prostrate forms of sleeping men exhausted by their vigils , snatched out of veiling darkness kneeling women clad in black , and at last rested on the Holy Week monument itself , paled its myriad candles , and made pools of liquid gold on the vestments of priests who had knelt all night in adoration of the Host . `` Say , '' said Dick , half whispering , `` I do n't gush as a rule ; but does n't it look like the light of salvation coming to save lost souls ? '' Not a hotel in Seville had shut its doors that night of Holy Thursday ; not a _ concièrge _ had done more than nod and wake out of a broken dream , for there had been an excited coming and going through all the dark hours . At six o'clock Dick and I were at the _ fonda _ , inquiring for Colonel O'Donnel and his daughter . They had come in at two , and were now asleep , it seemed ; but had left a note for the señores . In this note we were assured that the friendly verger of last night 's adventure would be lurking in the neighbourhood of Carmona 's house as early as six o'clock , and should we want him we would know where he was to be found . We took bedrooms , bathed , dressed again , and after hot coffee and rolls decided that is was time to go on guard .