two o'clock
The old square was quite quiet , for the good Liègois retire early , and the only sound was the musical carillon of the bells . In impatience I waited . The silent night was clear , bright , and frosty , with a myriad shining stars above . Time after time the great clock above me chimed the quarters , until just before two o'clock there came a dark female figure round the corner , walking quickly . In an instant I recognised Valentine , who was dressed in a long travelling coat with fur collar , and a sealskin toque . She was carrying something beneath her coat . `` Quick ! ''