five o'clock
I fixed the place , right hand of the road to Roquebrune , just by the railway cutting , and the time -- five-thirty of the morning . It was arranged that I should call for him . Disgusting hour ; I have not been up so early since I fought Jacques Tirbaut in ' 85 . At five o'clock I found him ready and drinking tea with rum in it -- singular man ! he made me have some too , brrr ! He was shaved , and dressed in that old frock-coat . His great dog jumped into the carriage , but he bade her get out , took her paws on his shoulders , and whispered in her ear some Italian words ; a charm , hein !