five o’clock
They are so stupid , you see ; but I will cut off their asses ' ears and singe their tongues ... '' His eyes began to sparkle , and it was plain what direction his thoughts were taking . But however confidential he might be , there always seemed to be secret checks at work , so that , even when intoxicated , he always kept his great secrets though he told unimportant ones . Just then an adjutant came in , and whispered something to the Czar . `` Exactly at five o'clock , '' answered the Czar in a loud voice . `` Sixty grenadiers , with loaded guns and cutlasses ! Adieu ! Jaen , '' continued the Czar , giving a sudden turn to his thoughts , `` I will buy your loom , but I will not give more than fifty roubles for it . ''