eleven o’clock
It kept appearing and disappearing so rapidly that it seemed as though the room was full of revolvers . Those were the firearms of which Mademoiselle Saget had spoken to Madame Quenu . On another evening she was much puzzled by the sight of endless lengths of some material or other , and came to the conclusion that the men must be manufacturing cartridges . The next morning , however , she made her appearance in the wine shop by eleven o'clock , on the pretext of asking Rose if she could let her have a candle , and , glancing furtively into the little sanctum , she espied a heap of red material lying on the table . This greatly alarmed her , and her next budget of news was one of decisive gravity . `` I do n't want to alarm you , Madame Quenu , '' she said , `` but matters are really looking very serious . Upon my word , I 'm quite alarmed .