ten o'clock
I left the Duval restaurant , and again took a cab . The first thing I did was to send a _ petit bleu _ to Aunt Lilian , saying that she was n't to worry about me . I 'd been hipped and nervous , and had gone out to see a friend who was -- I 'd just found out -- staying in Paris . Perhaps I should stop with the friend to dinner ; but at latest I should be back by nine or ten o'clock . That would save a bother at the hotel -LRB- for Aunt Lilian knew I had heaps of American friends who came every year to Paris -RRB- , yet no one would know where to search for me , even if they were inclined . Next , I drove to a street near the Rue de la Fille Sauvage , and dismissed my cab . I asked for no directions , but after one or two mistakes , found the street I wanted .