seven o'clock
Sisa said yes to everything . But little by little sleep came back to the child 's lids , and this time he did not cry in his dreams : that Ole-Luk-Oie , of whom Andersen tells us , unfurled over his head the umbrella with its lining of gay pictures . But the mother , past the age of careless slumbers , did not sleep . It was seven o'clock when Brother Salvi finished his last mass . He took off his priestly robes without a word to any one . `` Look out ! '' whispered the sacristans ; `` it is going to rain fines !