half past three
he called . `` What ? '' `` The meeting place to-morrow ? '' De Loubersac had just signalled to a taxi : he leaned over the parapet and called to Juve-Vagualame , who had got no farther than the middle of the steps : `` Why at half past three , in the garden , as usual ! '' * * * * * `` Oh , ho ! '' said the old accordion player . `` He will be furious !