half after seven
What could the Vicomtesse want ? Truly -LRB- I thought with remorse -RRB- she had been more industrious than I. I fell at length into a fevered sleep , and awoke , athirst , with the light trickling through my lattices . Contrary to Madame Gravois 's orders , I had opened the glass of my window . Glancing at my watch , -- which I had bought in Philadelphia , -- I saw that the hands pointed to half after seven . I had scarcely finished my toilet before there was a knock at the door , and Madame Gravois entered with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and her bottle of medicine in the other . `` I did not wake Monsieur , '' she said , `` for he was tired . '' She gave me another dose of the medicine , made me drink two cups of coffee , and then I started out with all despatch for the House of the Lions .