seven o'clock
I added that if the cavaliere prided himself , against all evidence , upon being a gentleman , he was not at all likely to convict himself of being a ruffian . Very ruefully , in the end , the good-natured Gioiachino went out to oblige me . It happens that I was right , or had good grounds for thinking so . The cavaliere received the poor fellow with perfect affability , and after a short colloquy with some of his companions , introduced a certain Prince Gandolfo Dolfini , with whom Gioiachino was to arrange a meeting in the fields for seven o'clock on the Wednesday morning . The cavaliere having the choice of weapons , his friend the prince decided for WHIPS . If this was to make me feel ridiculous it failed . I was much too angry .