eight o'clock
Do n't do it again , or I shall go crazy . Tell me Auguste , where have you been ? '' `` Where I had business , of course , '' he returned shrugging his shoulders . `` At eight o'clock , I was at La Glaciere , with my friend who is to start a hat factory . We sat talking late , so I preferred to sleep there . Now , you know , I do n't like being spied upon , so just shut up ! '' The young woman recommenced sobbing .