three o'clock in the afternoon
In that house , where he was loved and spoiled , where he found everything , he could still rest and nurse his solitude . For three days he had not seen his friends , who must be very much occupied by the return of the daughter of the house ; and he was already feeling bored , and even a little offended because they had not sent for him sooner , but not wishing , as a matter of discretion , to be the first to make an approach . The Countess 's letter aroused him like the stroke of a whip . It was three o'clock in the afternoon . He decided to go immediately to her house , that he might find her before she went out . The valet appeared , summoned by the sound of Olivier 's bell . `` What sort of weather is it , Joseph ? ''