six o'clock in the morning
We reached the outskirts of Pera , and Alexander hastily withdrew his head and sank back in the corner , as though afraid of being seen . He had the startled look of a man who fears pursuit . At last we rattled down the Grande Rue , and stopped before the door of Balsamides ' house . It was six o'clock in the morning , and the sun was nearly up . I thought it had been one of the longest nights I ever remembered . While Balsamides dismissed the coachman , I led Alexander quickly into the house and up the narrow stairs . In a few minutes Gregorios joined us , and coffee was brought .