Five o'clock
You must . Just a few minutes more . '' And the baroness glanced furtively toward the gorgeous , old-fashioned clock hanging in a corner of the salon . Five o'clock already , and the stout Afchin did not come . The Levantines began to laugh behind their fans . Luckily , tea had just been served , and Spanish wines , and a quantity of delicious Turkish cakes , which were found nowhere else , and the receipts for which , brought to Paris by the ex-slave , are preserved in harems , as certain secrets connected with the finest confectionery are preserved in our convents . That made a diversion .