eight in the evening
Madame de Mouchy entered at once , followed by Bathilde . They found Richelieu occupied with Raffe , his secretary , in burning a number of useless letters , and putting some others aside . `` Well , madame , '' said Richelieu , coming forward with a smile on his lips , `` what good wind blows you here ? And to what event do I owe the happiness of receiving you at my house at half-past eight in the evening ? '' `` To my wish to enable you to do a good action , duke . '' `` In that case , make haste , madame . '' `` Do you leave Paris this evening ? ''