About nine o’clock
He knew too well what was about to happen in the house of the poor doctor to feel any desire to look into it . He did not even get up when his only servant -- who envied the lot of the servants of Cornelius just as bitterly as Boxtel did that of their master -- entered his bedroom . He said to the man , -- `` I shall not get up to-day , I am ill . '' About nine o'clock he heard a great noise in the street which made him tremble , at this moment he was paler than a real invalid , and shook more violently than a man in the height of fever . His servant entered the room ; Boxtel hid himself under the counterpane . `` Oh , sir ! '' cried the servant , not without some inkling that , whilst deploring the mishap which had befallen Van Baerle , he was announcing agreeable news to his master , -- `` oh , sir !