seven o'clock
In the yard beyond the hangman was experimenting with the trap . He himself was under close observation . Nothing was being left to chance . * * * * * At seven o'clock two men collided in the death-house entrance . One was a guard , carrying Von Kettler 's last meal on a tray . He had demanded Perigord truffles and paté de foie gras , cold lobster , endive salad , and near-beer , and he had got them . The other was the chaplain , in a state of visible agitation .