nine o’clock
For I love power -- I do love it ; I can see that ! '' She did not realize that it was her strict honesty with herself that was her true safeguard . But here is the story she told me : `` When I left you , last night , I went at once to my home , and was glad to get in without being seen . At nine o'clock we were to be at the Chateau , and while my sister Georgette was helping me with my toilette -- oh , how I wished she would go and leave me quite alone ! -- my head was in a whirl , and now and then I could feel my heart draw and shake like a half-choked pump , and there was a strange pain behind my eyes . Georgette is of such a warm disposition , so kind always to me , whom she would yield to in everything , so simple in her affections , that I seemed standing there by her like an intrigante , as one who had got wisdom at the price of a good something lost . But do not think , Robert , that for one instant I was sorry I played a part , and have done so for a long year and more .