six o'clock
`` The little fellow -- _ Sapristi _ -- that is grand ! the young gentleman is the little corporal -- do you like the title , my young master ? '' Spero , clapping his hand joyfully into the proffered one of the Zouave , cried out laughingly : `` I shall do my best to earn my epaulets ! '' `` Go now , Coucou , '' said Monte-Cristo , `` and do not fail to be at the harbor at six o'clock to-morrow morning . '' `` I will not fail , commander . '' The Zouave , placing his hand to his cap , went away . In a beautiful garden , adjacent to a small splendid villa , Clary Ellis this evening walked irresolutely to and fro .