a quarter to eight
When next I became part of the waking world I found myself on the sofa of the little room in the duke 's house which I was beginning to know so well . I felt very comfortable : my arm was neatly bandaged , I wore a clean shirt . Suzanne was spreading a meal on the table , and the duchess , in a charming morning gown , was smiling at me and humming a tune . The clock on the mantelpiece marked a quarter to eight . `` Now I know all about it , '' said the duchess , perceiving my revival . `` I 've heard it all from Suzanne and Jean -- or anyhow I can guess the rest . And you must n't tire yourself by talking .