about midnight
The change in Guido 's state came one night about eleven o'clock , when Lamberti and the French nun were standing beside the bed , looking into his face and wondering whether he would open his eyes before he died . He had been lying motionless for many hours , turned a little on one side , and his breathing was very faint . There seemed to be hardly any life left in the wasted body . `` I think he will die about midnight , '' Lamberti whispered to the nurse . The good nun , who thought so too , bent down and spoke gently close to the sick man 's ear . She could not bear to let him go out of life without a Christian word , though Lamberti had told her again and again that his friend believed in nothing beyond death . `` You are dying , '' she said , softly and clearly .