five
o'clock
Before we left , the Marquis turned up , he looked thoroughly worn out and as _ piano _ as a beaten dog . He was awfully polite to Jean and Héloise , and hardly looked at me , but as I did not want to leave with him still feeling cross with me , I got the chance at last to tell him I hoped he would be happy , and to congratulate him . He bowed deeply and thanked me , and then under his breath , as he stooped to pick up a flower I had dropped , he said , `` Vous avez brisé mon coeur , et cela m ` est égal ce qui arrive , '' -- but I do n't believe it , Mamma , he has not got a heart to break , he is only a silly doll and worthy of Victorine . I saw the Baronne talking to him seriously while we were having `` five o'clock ; '' and just as we were starting , she came up and said low to Héloise , who was beside me , `` J'espère que tout va bien , Adèle l' a remplacé , et ne veut plus de lui ! Oh ! la bonne fille ! '' So whoever `` Adèle '' is , I suppose she has done Victorine a good turn .