nine o’clock
M. Mouchel passed two hours on the rock . A curiosity grew in him , a purely personal need of accounting to himself for the strange immobility of the village . The old walls sleeping beatifically in the sun ended by worrying him . His resolution was taken ; he would set out that Monday very early in the morning and try to get down there near nine o'clock . It was not a promenade to go to Coqueville . M. Mouchel preferred to follow the route by land , in that way he would come upon the village without their expecting him . A wagon carried him as far as Robineux , where he left it under a shed , for it would not have been prudent to risk it in the middle of the gorge .