About ten o'clock in the evening
She had a sound heart , and a quick mind . But I may reasonably ask myself why I have so much to say about her , for she is still living ; and , thank God ! not one of her perfections has departed . About ten o'clock in the evening , Mlle. Virginie Sambucco said it was time to think of going home : the ladies lived with monastic regularity . Leon protested ; but Clementine obeyed , though not without pouting a little . Already the parlor door was open , and the old lady had taken her hood in the hall , when the engineer , suddenly struck with an idea , exclaimed : `` You surely wo n't go without helping me to open my trunks ! I demand it of you as a favor , my good Mademoiselle Sambucco ! ''