ten o'clock
Oh , the madness of that boast of yours ! Only another twenty-four hours -- only another day -- and then God help his Majesty ! '' `` God has helped him a great deal better than he deserves , Count , '' replied Cleek . `` By to-morrow night at ten o'clock be in the square of the Aquisola , please . Bring with you the passports of madame and her companions , also a detachment of the Royal Guard , and his Majesty 's cheque for the reward I am to receive . '' `` Monsieur ! You really hope to get the things ?