seven o’clock
Gringoire broke out into a cold perspiration . Charmolue took from the table the gypsy 's tambourine , and presenting it to the goat , in a certain manner , asked the latter , -- `` What o'clock is it ? '' The goat looked at it with an intelligent eye , raised its gilded hoof , and struck seven blows . It was , in fact , seven o'clock . A movement of terror ran through the crowd . Gringoire could not endure it . `` He is destroying himself ! ''