About
two o'clock
The house was still . Christophe was shaking with fever . Every now and then he wept , and in the night he got up several times and shook his fist at the wall . About two o'clock , in an access of madness , he got up from his bed , sweating and half naked . He wanted to go and kill the Grand Duke , He was devoured by hate and shame . His body and his heart writhed in the fire of it . Nothing of all the storm in him could be heard outside ; not a word , not a sound .