four o'clock
Then there arose a tempest , and everybody shouted for Bosc while Bordenave swore . `` Always the same thing , by God ! It 's all very well ringing for 'em : they 're always where they 've no business to be . And then they grumble when they 're kept till after four o'clock . '' But Bosc just then came in with supreme tranquillity . `` Eh ? What ?