nine o'clock
`` No , no , that will be enough . Thanks . '' And having seized on the coins , Duroy ran downstairs and dined at a slap-bank , to which he drifted on his days of poverty . At nine o'clock he was awaiting his mistress , with his feet on the fender , in the little sitting-room . She came in , lively and animated , brisked up by the keen air of the street . `` If you like , '' said she , `` we will first go for a stroll , and then come home here at eleven . The weather is splendid for walking . ''