eleven
o’clock
`` That young fellow is hardly any older than you are , and he is on the _ Debats _ ! He is one of the princes of criticism . They are afraid of him , Dauriat will fawn upon him , and then we can put in a word about our business with the pasha of vignettes and type . Otherwise we might have waited till eleven o'clock , and our turn would not have come . The crowd of people waiting to speak with Dauriat is growing bigger every moment . '' Lucien and Lousteau followed Blondet , Finot , and Vernou , and stood in a knot at the back of the shop . `` What is he doing ? ''