two o'clock
Roland had risen . `` And would you wish , my dear sir , that my son should at once sign his acceptance ? '' `` No -- no , M. Roland . To-morrow , at my office to-morrow , at two o'clock , if that suits you . '' `` Yes , to be sure -- yes , indeed , I should think so . '' Then Mme. Roland , who had also risen and who was smiling after her tears , went up to the lawyer , and laying her hand on the back of his chair while she looked at him with the pathetic eyes of a grateful mother , she said : `` And now for that cup of tea , Monsieur Lecanu ? '' `` Now I will accept it with pleasure , madame . ''