about ten
o'clock in the morning
`` I hope it will , '' replied the Premier ; but , for once in his life , he was not thinking most about political affairs . Among the many tired but satisfied lovers of liberty who sought their houses that night , while an enthusiastic remnant was still parading the streets , illuminations yet shining from windows , and weary police treading their unending beats , was the doorkeeper , who had borne a banner in Company A of Procession 1 . His friend the watchmaker came with him , to have a bit of supper and exchange congratulations and fulminations . Hardly , however , had the doorkeeper pledged the cause in a first draught when his wife broke in on his oration by handing him a letter , which she said a boy in a blue jersey had left for him about ten o'clock in the morning , just after he had started to join his company . The envelope was cheap and coarse ; there was no direction outside . The doorkeeper opened it . It was addressed to no named person and it bore no signature .