eight o’clock
The latter , like Marie , was in black : jacket , breeches and stockings all of the same hue . `` Oh , certainly ! '' replied Marie . `` It 's now barely eight o'clock , so we have plenty of time . Still you need not wait for us , you know , we shall always find our way back . '' It was a delightful morning . When they started , Pierre could fancy himself with a friend of his own sex , so that this trip together through the warm sunlight seemed quite natural .