10 o'clock
For herself , no , she had too much character . She would n't walk about the streets with a young man she had only known for five minutes . She told Andrew so , very seriously , as they strolled over the bridge arm-in-arm . They parted , arranging to meet at 10 o'clock when she was free from the music-hall , at the Café des Négociants or the Place de l'Hôtel de Ville . Andrew , shrinking from the table d'hôte in the mangy hotel in a narrow back street where the Merveilleux troupe had their crowded being , dined at a cheap restaurant near the railway station , and filled in the evening with aimless wandering up and and down the thronged Avenue de la Gare . Once he turned off into the quiet moonlit square dominated by the cathedral and the walls and towers of the Palace of the Popes . The austere beauty of it said nothing to him .