six o'clock
Let me have every last instruction _ poste restante _ , at Constantinople -- and for God 's sake send me news to Naples on the way . '' Dmitry promised everything , and then as he made his obeisance to go , he slipped a letter into Paul 's hand . Madame had bidden him give the Excellency this when they had talked and all was settled . He would leave again that night , and his present address would find him till six o'clock if the Excellency had aught to send in return . And then he backed out with deep bows , and Paul stood there , clasping his letter , a sudden spring of wild joy in his heart . And what a letter it was ! The very soul of his loved one expressed in her own quaint words .