ten at night
The doctor calmed my fears , and said though there was always fear of another stroke , he saw no immediate danger , and that my father most likely would live for many years to come . He repeated the same to the patient , who , hearing of the many years to come , incredulously shook his head and said : `` We will see . '' As he has always been in the habit of contradicting his doctors , and proving to them that they know nothing , I did not take his words seriously . Towards ten at night , when taking his tea , he suddenly rose and called out : -- `` Leon , come here , quick ! '' A quarter of an hour later he was in his bed , and within an hour he was dying . 24 March . I am convinced that people preserve their idiosyncracies and originality to the last minute of their life .