five in the afternoon
A young man brought up as he had been , and now partially emancipated , was likely to consider sentiments only , and all his sentiments , all his thought now belonged to the marquise . In presence of the portrait which Camille had drawn for him of her friend , what was that little Charlotte ? the companion of his childhood , whom he thought of as a sister . He did not go home till five in the afternoon . As he entered the hall his mother gave him , with a rather sad smile , the following letter from Mademoiselle des Touches : -- My dear Calyste , -- The beautiful marquise has come ; we count on you to help us celebrate her arrival . Claude , always sarcastic , declares that you will play Bice and that she will be Dante . It is for our honor as Bretons , and yours as a du Guenic to welcome a Casteran .