ten o'clock
Von Kettler read till midnight , closely observed by the guard at the trap , then laid the word aside with a yawn , lay down on his cot , and appeared to fall instantly asleep . Dawn broke . Von Kettler rose , breakfasted , smoked the perfecto that came with his ham and eggs , resumed his book . At ten o'clock Bull Anstruther came with a guard and stripped him to the skin , examining every inch of his prison garments . The bedding followed ; the cell was gone over microscopically . Von Kettler , permitted to dress again , smiled ironically . That smile stirred Anstruther 's gall .