four P.M.
Come -- I dropped in purposely to ask you -- come across the street and take a glass of _ taffia _ with Agricola Fusilier . '' This crowning honor the apothecary was insane enough to decline , and Agricola went away with many professions of endearment , but secretly offended because Joseph had not asked about his wound . All the same the apothecary , without loss of time , departed for the yellow-washed cottage , Number 19 rue Bienville . `` To-morrow , at four P.M. , '' he said to himself , `` if the weather is favorable , I ride with M. Grandissime . '' He almost saw his books and instruments look up at him reproachfully . The ladies were at home . Aurora herself opened the door , and Clotilde came forward from the bright fireplace with a cordiality never before so unqualified .