the hour of eight
P.M.
The clock said , Five minutes : a secret chiromancy in addition indicating on its face the word Fool . An odd word to be cast at him ! It rocked the icy pillar of pride in the background of his nature . Certainly standing solos at the hour of eight P.M. , he would stand for a fool . Hitherto he had never allowed a woman to chance to posture him in that character . He strode out , returned , scanned every lady 's shape , and for a distraction watched the veiled lady whom he had accosted . Her figure suggested pleasant features .