a few minutes after two o’clock
But I know that the Archdeacon totally disappeared , while Lalage , a pleasantly stimulating personality , haunted me . I may have slept for an hour , perhaps for an hour and a half . Looking back on the afternoon , and arranging its chronology to fit between two fixed points of time , I am certain that I did not sleep for more than an hour and a half . It was a few minutes after two o'clock when I sat down to luncheon . I am sure of this , because my mother 's eyes sought the clock on the chimney piece when we entered the dining-room together and mine followed them . It was half-past five when I saw her again in the drawing-room . I am equally sure of this because she kissed me three times rather effusively and I was obliged to look at my watch to hide my embarrassment .