three to six
o'clock
He looked at her , asking himself whether she was not mad , and then said : `` What can I do for you ? '' He was a tall , and somewhat stout young man , with full , pendulous cheeks , dark , with a carefully shaven face , a good-looking city curate belonging to a wealthy district , and accustomed to rich penitents . `` Hear my confession , and advise me , sustain me , tell me what I am to do . '' He replied : `` I hear confessions every Saturday , from three to six o'clock . '' Having seized his arm , she gripped it tightly as she repeated : `` No , no , no ; at once , at once ! You must . He is here , in the church .