eight o'clock in the morning
May this mark of reconciliation weigh in the balance of eternal justice ! '' He bent over the dead ; but as if contact with the corpse had deprived him of his little remaining strength , he fell as it were lifeless . Not a limb moved , his arms dropped motionless , his eyes closed , it seemed that his soul had also taken its flight to heaven to accompany the soul of Julio before God 's judgment seat . It was scarcely eight o'clock in the morning when Signor Deodati was on his way to the residence of Mr. Van de Werve . The old merchant was walking very slowly , with his eyes cast down . From time to time he shook his head , as if disturbed by painful thoughts . His countenance expressed dissatisfaction rather than sorrow ; indeed , it might even be said to indicate angry and bitter feelings .