six o'clock
Things got worse and worse , and one day shells fell in the grounds and we hid in the cellars . That night all our servants ran away , and my father cursed them for cowards . Next day in the early morning we heard machine guns fire outside the village , and then all was still . At six o'clock Alex , white-faced , came running into the house . He had been down to the gates and he had seen the enemy . They were drunk , he said , and going down the street firing the houses and shooting the people as they came out . It seemed impossible and yet it was true .