eleven o'clock
drink , '' said old Sechard , putting down a bottle of wine , a loaf , and the cold remains of the dinner . `` You will need your strength . I will go and look for your bits of green stuff ; green rags you use for your pulp , and a trifle too green , I am afraid . '' Two hours later , towards eleven o'clock that night , David and Kolb took up their quarters in a little out-house against the cellar wall ; they found the floor paved with runnel tiles , and all the apparatus used in Angoumois for the manufacture of Cognac brandy . `` Pans and firewood ! Why , it is as good as a factory made on purpose ! '' cried David .