twelve o'clock
Ah , my dear Lothaire , how shall I begin it ? How shall I make you in any way sensible that that which occurred to me a few days ago could really have such a fatal effect on my life ? If you were here you could see for yourself , but now you will certainly take me for a crazy ghost-seer . In a word , the horrible thing which happened to me , and the painful impression of which I in vain endeavour to escape , is nothing more than this ; that some days ago , namely on the 30th of October , at twelve o'clock at noon , a barometer-dealer came into my room and offered me his wares . I bought nothing , and threatened to throw him down stairs , upon which he took himself off of his own accord . You suspect that only relations of the most peculiar kind , and exerting the greatest influence over my life can give any import to this occurrence , nay , that the person of that unlucky dealer must have a hostile effect upon me . So it is , indeed .