About nine o'clock
`` I remember , for instance , sitting heavily in Mrs. Sarafov 's front room , and telling that handsome , self-possessed woman in a few brief words what had happened to Captain Macedoine 's daughter . How a wounded soldier 's rifle , discharged by accident in our direction , had left us paralyzed and aghast at the inconceivable efficacy and finality of its achievement . I remember that , and then I remember following her into Captain Macedoine 's house . About nine o'clock , I should say . And Mrs. Sarafov must have sent a messenger in advance , for Captain Macedoine already knew what I had to say . We stood in the vestibule near the foot of the stairs , Mrs. Sarafov whispering that he was being treated by his doctor with special baths . The doctor came every morning , I was informed in a respectful tone .