six o'clock
You thought that because I was forbearing , I was therefore weak . It appeared to you that if you only humoured me one moment , you might treat me as if I were your equal the next , for that this poor puppet of a king could always be bent this way or that . You see your mistake now . At six o'clock you leave Versailles forever . '' His eyes flashed , and his small upright figure seemed to swell in the violence of his indignation , while she leaned away from him , one hand across her eyes and one thrown forward , as if to screen her from that angry gaze . `` Oh , I have been wicked ! '' she cried .