ten o'clock in the morning
Now , here 's your money , but you must accompany me with your songs to the city limits ! '' And he threw on his guitar the thirteen hundred rubles which Ilyin had brought him . But the count had forgotten to repay the cavalryman the one hundred rubles which he had borrowed of him the evening before . It was now ten o'clock in the morning . The little sun was rising above the housetops , the streets were beginning to fill with people , the merchants had long ago opened their shops , nobles and chinovniks were riding up and down through the streets , and ladies were out shopping , when the band of gypsies , the isprávnik , the cavalryman , the handsome young fellow , Ilyin , and the count who was wrapped up in his blue-lined bear-skin shuba , came out on the door-steps of the hotel . It was a sunny day , and it thawed . Three hired tróïkas , with their tails knotted , and splashing through the liquid mud , pranced up to the steps ; and the whole jolly company prepared to take their places .