four o’clock
`` This is the kind of customer that you always bring us , '' said Mme. Vitelot , beginning a quarrel with the agent . Topinard led Schmucke away , and they returned home on foot to the Rue de Normandie , for the mourning-coaches had been sent back . `` Do not leaf me , '' Schmucke said , when Topinard had seen him safe into Mme. Sauvage 's hands , and wanted to go . `` It is four o'clock , dear M. Schmucke . I must go home to dinner . My wife is a box-opener -- she will not know what has become of me . The theatre opens at a quarter to six , you know . ''