Six o'clock
That talking came from the drivers gathered in the hotel door -- the innkeeper and the servants were setting the chairs out on the sidewalk as if they were back at home -- in a small Italian town ! Behind the roof opposite , the sunlight was gradually fading , growing paler and softer every moment . She looked at her watch . Six o'clock ! Where on earth could that Rafael have gone ? They were going to lose the train . In order to waste no time , she ordered Beppa to have everything in readiness for departure .