six o'clock
The man in the blouse still lingered , and I , knowing that he had seen the notes , felt it impossible to leave Grammont alone in his company . The Chiaja was very lonely just there . At last an idea occurred to me , and I called the man . It was growing so near to six o'clock that I was afraid of missing Clyde . I tore a leaf from my pocket-book , scrawled a line to Clyde asking him to wait for me , took a franc from my purse , and asked the man to take a ` message to the Caffè d' Italia , and there give it to the person to whom it was addressed . Regarding the man 's dress and the foreign accent with which he had spoken just now , I addressed him in French . ` Pas du tout ! '