five minutes past three
It would be a delightful change to chat with him for half an hour , and when he departed to listen to the `` pretty good music , '' she herself would get into a hansom and drive to Saint Paul 's to listen to the wonderful boys ' voices chanting the evening service . Cathedrals were not included in the London known to Mrs Silas P Moffatt , but Cornelia was determined not to leave the metropolis without visiting the great temple of the East . After four days of pure , undiluted Moffatt , she felt mentally and spiritually starved . It would be good to leave the world and sit apart awhile beneath the great dome ... At five minutes past three by the clock , Guest appeared in the doorway of the hotel , made an inquiry of the porter , and was directed to Cornelia 's sheltered seat . She saw him cast a glance over her neat , walking costume , as he approached , and naughtily determined to prolong his uncertainty . On her own side , she honestly admired his appearance ; compared him to his advantage with the other men in the hall , and was proud to welcome him as her friend . Her little , white face was sparkling with animation , as she held out her hand to greet him .