six o’clock
Monsieur Desroches wo n't stand any one not succeeding in what he tells them to do . He ordered your son , for a first employment in his new clerkship , to get a copy of a judgment which ought to have been served last evening , and Oscar , instead of doing so , allowed himself to be fooled . The master was furious . It 's a chance if I have been able to repair the mischief by going this morning , at six o'clock , to see the head-clerk at the Palais , who has promised me to have a copy ready by seven o'clock to-morrow morning . '' `` Ah , Godeschal ! '' cried Oscar , going up to him and pressing his hand . `` You are , indeed , a true friend . ''