ten
o’clock in the morning
asked Seguin , in astonishment . `` The matter , is , my friend , that I have just found Marie lying across the cradle as drunk as a market porter , and half stifling the child . If I had been a few moments later it would have been all over . Drunk at ten o'clock in the morning ! Can one understand such a thing ? I had noticed that she drank , and so I hid the liqueurs , for I hoped to be able to keep her , since her milk is so good . But do you know what she had drunk ?