eleven o’clock
Certainly mine was the saddest bridegroom who ever stole away to be married ; but I could forgive him . Did I not know what it was to be an exile , with one 's heart torn for one 's country 's disgrace ? The difficulty was to get rid of the real Jacques Pierrot , but he gave us a little assistance in that way by coming crying to M. le Baron , to ask permission to take leave of his mother in the Faubourg St. Denis . This was readily granted to him , with strong insistence that he should be back by eleven o'clock , whereas we intended to start as soon as the gates were opened , namely , at six . Eustace had some time before purchased four mules and a carriage . He was not fit to ride in bad weather , and for me to have made a journey on horseback would have attracted too much attention , but the times were too uncertain for us to trust to posting , and mules , though slower than horses , would go on longer without resting , and were less likely to be seized by any army . I would take no maid-servant , as she would only have added to our dangers .