six o’clock
This order quieted for a time the poor creature , who was moaning like a child that has lost its nurse . At this moment Rouget , who hated Max , thought his tormentor an angel . A passion like that of this miserable old man for Flore is astonishingly like the emotions of childhood . At six o'clock , the Pole , who had merely taken a walk , returned to announce that Flore had driven towards Vatan . `` Madame is going back to her own people , that 's plain , '' said Kouski . `` Would you like to go to Vatan to-night ? '' said Max .