about five o'clock
said Father Goulden . Catherine said not a word , for she could hardly restrain her tears . I set off like a madman . Zébédé , who was returning to the barracks , told me at the door , that the officer in charge at the town-house would give me my uniform , and that I must be there about five o'clock . I listened , as if in a dream , to his words , and ran till I was outside of the city . Once on the glacis I ran on without knowing where , in the trenches , and by the Trois-Châteaux and the Baraques-à-en-haut , and along the forest to Quatre Vents . I can not describe to you the thoughts that ran through my brain .