Eight o'clock
So they went on talking away , and all through their rather spicy conversation , full of meaning , a mutual attraction began to make itself felt . Silently this began sapping their will-power . At last the woman glanced at her clock on the sideboard . `` Eight o'clock , '' said she . `` I wonder what Amadeo 's doing , now ? '' `` Well , that 's according , '' answered Berlanga . `` When did he get to Bilbao ? ''