ten o'clock
at night
He kissed it ; he read it a dozen times : he sat down where she had sat , and his base passion overpowered him . Her beauty , her agitation , her fear , her tears , all combined to madden him , and do the devil 's work in his false , selfish heart , so open to violent passions , so dead to conscience . For once in his life he was violently agitated , and torn by conflicting feelings : he walked about the room more wildly than his victim had ; and if it be true that , in certain great temptations , good and bad angels fight for a man , here you might have seen as fierce a battle of that kind as ever was . At last he rushed out into the air , and did not return till ten o'clock at night . He came back pale and haggard , and with a look of crime upon his face . True Bohemian as he was , he sent for a pint of brandy . So then the die was cast , and something was to be done that called for brandy .