about ten o'clock
She felt a breath on her cheek , but whether it was his or the night air she could not tell . Mme Lerat had refused to return to Batignolles so late , and a mattress was laid on the floor in the shop near the table . She slept there amid the debris of the feast , and a neighbor 's cat profited by an open window to establish herself by her side , where she crunched the bones of the goose all night between her fine , sharp teeth . The following Saturday Coupeau , who had not been home to dinner , came in with Lantier about ten o'clock . They had been eating pigs ' feet at a restaurant at Montmarte . `` Do n't scold , wife , '' said Coupeau ; `` we have not been drinking , you see ; we can walk perfectly straight . '' And he went on to say how they had met each other quite by accident in the street and how Lantier had refused to drink with him , saying that when a man had married a nice little woman he had no business to throw away his money in that way .