an hour after midnight
She wrote putting the number of my old shanty , rue de la Harpe ! ... No good being astonished at what she does ! ... I tell you she has education -- she has ! '' ... It was half an hour after midnight . The owner of _ The Crying Calf _ shouted in a stentorian voice : `` Now , boys ! It 's only seven sous drinks now ! '' It was the accustomed warning , taken as a matter of course .