six o'clock
The worthy pair laid the unconscious girl on the sofa and went away . Rolla , on closing the door , put the key in her pocket . They began to play cards in the basement , a pursuit which agreed with them , and at the same time swallowed deep draughts of brandy . Toward six o'clock the vicomte entered . He threw a well-filled pocket-book on the table , and in a tone of command said : `` The key ! '' `` First we will count , '' growled Rolla ; and opening the pocket-book with her fat hands she passed the contents in review . `` It is correct , '' she finally said ; and taking the key out of her pocket she handed it to the vicomte .