eight in the morning
But you shall know me better before we are finished . '' `` One does not question that . '' Nor did one ! `` But if I am to sail for America to-day -- '' `` To-morrow , from Cherbourg , at eight in the morning . '' `` Well , to-morrow , then : but how am I to get my passport vised ? '' `` I have seen to that . If you will look over your papers , monsieur , you will see that you are no longer Paul Martin alias André Duchemin , but Paul Delorme , my invalid brother , still suffering from honourable wounds sustained in the Great War and ordered abroad for his health . ''