ten o’clock
`` It is good enough ; hold your tongue , '' said Sylvie . `` Gracious , what chemises ! coarse enough to scratch her skin off ; not a thing can she use here , '' said Adele , emptying the bundle . Master , mistress , and servant were busy till past ten o'clock , deciding what cambric they should buy for the new chemises , how many pairs of stockings , how many under-petticoats , and what material , and in reckoning up the whole cost of Pierrette 's outfit . `` You wo n't get off under three hundred francs , '' said Rogron , who could remember the different prices , and add them up from his former shop-keeping habit . `` Three hundred francs ! '' cried Sylvie .