night about eleven o'clock
She had always been unaccountably attached to Monsieur Leroy . The secretary glanced at Cecilia , asked for another cup of tea , and discreetly changed the subject , fearing that he had already said a little too much . `` I believe Guido may recover , now that she is dead , '' Lamberti said , when he heard the story . The change in Guido 's state came one night about eleven o'clock , when Lamberti and the French nun were standing beside the bed , looking into his face and wondering whether he would open his eyes before he died . He had been lying motionless for many hours , turned a little on one side , and his breathing was very faint . There seemed to be hardly any life left in the wasted body . `` I think he will die about midnight , '' Lamberti whispered to the nurse .