six o'clock
`` Now , '' said the Count , `` please make yourselves at home . I intend that you shall be my guests while you remain in this vicinity . You will be shown to your rooms in a few moments . You will please excuse me now , and I will see you at dinner , which will be at six o'clock . '' He was about leaving the room , limping painfully , when Dr. Jones stepped up to him , and , pulling a small vial from his vest pocket , said : `` Put out your tongue , Count ; I wish to give you a dose of medicine that will cure your sciatica . '' The Count looked at him suspiciously a moment , then sat down as requested , and put out his tongue . Dr. Jones shook a grain or two of powder upon it .