about three o'clock
The stairs were abnormally dirty . When I reentered , t-d was roaring to himself . I read the journal through again . It must have been about three o'clock . Suddenly t-d woke up , straightened and buckled his personality , and murmured : `` It 's time , come on . '' _ Le bureau de _ Monsieur le Ministre was just around the corner , as it proved . Before the door stood the patient F.I.A.T. I was ceremoniously informed by t-d that we would wait on the steps .