six o’clock
`` There now , that 's what we may call _ scent ! _ '' said Lebedeff , rubbing his hands and laughing silently . `` I thought it must be so , you see . The general interrupted his innocent slumbers , at six o'clock , in order to go and wake his beloved son , and warn him of the dreadful danger of companionship with Ferdishenko . Dear me ! what a dreadfully dangerous man Ferdishenko must be , and what touching paternal solicitude , on the part of his excellency , ha ! ha !