six minutes past four
With a certain pride in proving to her lover that she was worthy of him , she showed herself as a child with her father and mother , then an orphan and abandoned ; then appeared Buvat with his plain face and his sublime heart , and she told all his kindness , all his love to his pupil ; she passed in review her careless childhood , and her pensive youth ; then she arrived at the time when she first saw D'Harmental , and here she stopped and smiled , for she felt that he had nothing more to learn . Yet D'Harmental insisted on hearing it all from her own lips , and would not spare her a single detail . Two hours passed thus like two seconds , and they were still there when some one rang at the door . Bathilde looked at the clock which was in the corner of the room ; it was six minutes past four ; there was no mistake , it was Buvat . Bathilde 's first movement was one of fear , but Raoul reassured her , smiling , for he had the pretext with which the Abbe Brigaud had furnished him . The two lovers exchanged a last grasp of the hand , then Bathilde went to open the door to her guardian , who , as usual , kissed her on the forehead , then , on entering the room , perceived D'Harmental . Buvat was astonished ; he had never before found any man with his pupil .