about midnight
At last , at five o'clock in the afternoon of the previous day , he had returned drunk , had at once gone to bed , and had slept till ten o'clock in the evening . On waking up he had asked for a cutlet , a bottle of Chateau d'Yquem , and some grapes , paper , and ink , and his bill . No one noticed anything special about him ; he was quiet , gentle , and friendly . He must have shot himself at about midnight , though it was strange that no one had heard the shot , and they only raised the alarm at midday , when , after knocking in vain , they had broken in the door . The bottle of Chateau d'Yquem was half empty , there was half a plateful of grapes left too . The shot had been fired from a little three-chambered revolver , straight into the heart . Very little blood had flowed .