nine o’clock
`` Aho ! '' said Gabord , and turned his head away . Then the door shut upon me , and though I am no Catholic , I have no shame in saying that I kissed the feet on the crucifix which her lips had blessed . At nine o'clock I was waiting by the window , and even as a bugle sounded `` lights out '' in the barracks and change of guard , I let the string down . Mr. Stevens shot round the corner of the chateau , just as the departing sentinel disappeared , and attached a bundle to the string , and I drew it up . `` Is all well ? '' I called softly down .