eleven o'clock in the morning
Au revoir , chevalier ! au revoir ! '' And , without waiting for D'Harmental 's answer , Roquefinette left him , not thinking it safe that they should be seen talking together . As it was only eleven o'clock in the morning , however , and as in all probability the parliament would not break up till four in the afternoon , and as , no doubt , there was nothing determined on yet , the chevalier thought that , instead of remaining on the Place du Carrousel , he would do better to turn the four hours which he had before him to the profit of his love . Moreover , the nearer he approached to the catastrophe , the more need he felt of seeing Bathilde . Bathilde had become one of the elements of his life ; one of the organs necessary to his existence ; and , at the moment when he might perhaps be separated from her forever , he did not understand how he could live a single day away from her . Consequently , pressed by the eternal craving for the presence of the loved object , the chevalier , instead of going to look for his companions , went toward the Rue du Temps-Perdu .