eleven at night
They went from Orange to Valence in eight hours . Our traveller awakened shortly before entering the city . Raising one of the blinds cautiously , he recognized the little suburb of Paillasse . It was dark , so he struck his repeater and found it was eleven at night . Thinking it useless to go to sleep again , he added up the cost of the relays to Lyons and counted out the money . As the postilion at Valence passed the comrade who replaced him , the traveller heard him say : `` It seems he 's a ci-devant ; but he was recommended from Orange , and , as he pays twenty sous fees , you must treat him as you would a patriot . '' `` Very well , '' replied the other ; `` he shall be driven accordingly . ''