ten o'clock
Since I had arrived in the capital under the circumstances that amused John Turner so consumedly , I had been tempted to raise my fist in the face of every second flaneur I met on the boulevard . Again I joined my English friend , who was standing where I had left him , looking around him with a stout , good-natured tolerance . `` Well , '' he asked , `` have you got the situation ? '' `` No ; but I am going to call to-morrow morning at ten o'clock and obtain it . '' `` Umph ! '' said John Turner ; `` I did not know you were such a scoundrel . '' Monsieur `` La destinée a deux manières de nous briser ; en se refusant à nos désirs et en les accomplissant . ''