eight o'clock
I have never drunk anything like it , soft , velvety , perfumed , delicious . I could scarcely take my lips away from the cup , and she had hardly left the room when Rivet came in . He seemed nervous and irritable , like a man who had not slept , and he said to me crossly : `` If you go on like this , you will end by spoiling the affair of _ that pig of a Morin _ ! '' At eight o'clock the aunt arrived . Our discussion was very short , for they withdrew their complaint , and I left five hundred francs for the poor of the town . They wanted to keep us for the day , and they arranged an excursion to go and see some ruins . Henriette made signs to me to stay , behind her parents ' back , and I accepted , but Rivet was determined to go , and though I took him aside , and begged and prayed him to do this for me , he appeared quite exasperated and kept saying to me : `` I have had enough of that pig Morin 's affair , do you hear ? ''