about five in the morning
And then of what use would be pursuit ? Who could arrest a creature capable of scaling the overhanging sides of Mont Salêve ? These reflections determined me , and I resolved to remain silent . It was about five in the morning when I entered my father 's house . I told the servants not to disturb the family , and went into the library to attend their usual hour of rising . Six years had elapsed , passed as a dream but for one indelible trace , and I stood in the same place where I had last embraced my father before my departure for Ingolstadt . Beloved and venerable parent !