seven o’clock, summer
An _ inconciliable _ life . He rises every day at the same time . I am the only person , you see , that may enter his room . I open all the shutters at seven o'clock , summer or winter . It is all arranged very oddly . As I come in I say to him : ``` You must get up and dress , my Lord Marquis . ' `` Then he rises and dresses himself .