During the night, between the 4th and 5th of September, Madame Morrel remained listening for every sound, and, until three o'clock in the morning, she heard her husband pacing the room in great agitation.

It was three o'clock when he threw himself on the bed.
The mother and daughter passed the night together.

They had expected Maximilian since the previous evening.

At eight o'clock in the morning Morrel entered their chamber.

He was calm; but the agitation of the night was legible in his pale and careworn visage.