nine o'clock
Grieved to leave my companion at a moment when his discouragement was so deep , I pressed him in my arms with friendship , saying : -- `` Have patience ; all may yet go well . If the voice of an honest man can still your doubts , believe that I esteem you and trust you . Accept my friendship , and rest upon my heart , if you can not find peace in your own . '' The next morning a corporal 's guard came to fetch the young surgeon at nine o'clock . Hearing the noise made by the soldiers , I stationed myself at my window . As the prisoner crossed the courtyard , he cast his eyes up to me . Never shall I forget that look , full of thoughts , presentiments , resignation , and I know not what sad , melancholy grace .