nine o'clock
Georges must be at that woman 's house , and so with dry eyes and feet that had regained their strength Mme Hugon went downstairs . She wanted her sons ; she was starting to reclaim them . Since morning Nana had been much worried . First of all it was the baker , who at nine o'clock had turned up , bill in hand . It was a wretched story . He had supplied her with bread to the amount of a hundred and thirty-three francs , and despite her royal housekeeping she could not pay it . In his irritation at being put off he had presented himself a score of times since the day he had refused further credit , and the servants were now espousing his cause .