seven o'clock
said the count , as he joined Liza , and sat down in the low window-seat . `` I suppose you go to walk a good deal , do n't you ? '' `` Yes , '' rejoined Liza , not experiencing the slightest embarrassment in the count 's company . `` Every morning , at seven o'clock , I make the tour of the estate , and sometimes I take a walk with Pímotchka , -- mamma 's _ protégée _ . '' `` It 's pleasant living in the country , '' cried the count , putting his monocle to his eye , and gazing first at the garden , and then at Liza . `` But do n't you like to take a walk on moonlight nights ? '' `` No .