They pulled aside one corner of the heavy curtain, and then let it fall again and hurried back.

So far north there was indeed a gleam of daylight left, but it was such a pale and ghostly ray, and the wreaths of mist swept so eerily and silently across the pane, that candle-light and shadows seemed vastly preferable.
"How much more time will there be ?" whispered Mr.Gallosh presently.
"It is twenty-five minutes to twelve." "Your lordship! Can we leave at twelve ?" The Baron started.
"Oh, Himmel!" he exclaimed.

"Vy did I not realize before?
If nozing comes--and nozing vill come--ve most stay till one, I soppose." Mr.Gallosh emitted something like a groan.
"Oh my, and that candle will not last more than half an hour at the most!" "Teufel!" said the Baron.

"It vas Bonker did give him to me.

He might have made a more proper calculation." The prospect was now gloomy indeed.