ten o'clock
`` Bleiberg ! '' Maurice waved his hand . `` Thanks to you , that I look on it . '' It was ten o'clock when they passed under the city gates . `` Monsieur , will you go with me to the palace ? '' asked the prince . `` If your Highness will excuse me , '' said Maurice ; `` no , I should be in the way ; and besides I am dead for want of sleep . ''