eleven o’clock
A very few words will serve to explain this sudden arrival of Gigonnet and Gobseck on the field of battle , -- for des Lupeaulx found them both waiting . At eight o'clock that evening , Martin Falleix , returning on the wings of the wind , -- thanks to three francs to the postboys and a courier in advance , -- had brought back with him the deeds of the property signed the night before . Taken at once to the Cafe Themis by Mitral , these securities passed into the hands of the two usurers , who hastened -LRB- though on foot -RRB- to the ministry . It was past eleven o'clock . Des Lupeaulx trembled when he saw those sinister faces , emitting a simultaneous look as direct as a pistol shot and as brilliant as the flash itself . `` What is it , my masters ? '' he said .