eight o’clock
His voice faltered for the first time , and he hid his face on the pillow . Arthur , completely bewildered , gave the required pledge . I took young Holliday away with me immediately afterward to the house of my friend , determining to go back to the inn and to see the medical student again before he had left in the morning . I returned to the inn at eight o'clock , purposely abstaining from waking Arthur , who was sleeping off the past night 's excitement on one of my friend 's sofas . A suspicion had occurred to me , as soon as I was alone in my bedroom , which made me resolve that Holliday and the stranger whose life he had saved should not meet again , if I could prevent it . I have already alluded to certain reports or scandals which I knew of relating to the early life of Arthur 's father . While I was thinking , in my bed , of what had passed at the inn ; of the change in the student 's pulse when he heard the name of Holliday ; of the resemblance of expression that I had discovered between his face and Arthur 's ; of the emphasis he had laid on those three words , `` my own brother , '' and of his incomprehensible acknowledgment of his own illegitimacy -- while I was thinking of these things , the reports I have mentioned suddenly flew into my mind , and linked themselves fast to the chain of my previous reflections .