nine o'clock
Gervaise was furious . Her drunkard was certainly squandering his earnings with his comrades at the dram-shops of the neighborhood . She had washed a cap and had been slaving since the morning over the holes of an old dress , wishing to look decent . At last , towards nine o'clock , her stomach empty , her face purple with rage , she decided to go down and look for Coupeau . `` Is it your husband you want ? '' called Madame Boche , on catching sight of Gervaise looking very glum . `` He 's at Pere Colombe 's .