seven o'clock in the morning
Suddenly she drew back . She had seen the figure of a man crossing the park on the further side of the river , and the maidenly instinct drove her from the window ; though the man in question was perhaps a quarter of a mile away , and had he been looking for her , could not possibly have made out more than a pale speck on the old wall . `` Mr. Helbeck , '' -- she thought -- `` by the height of him . Where is he off to before seven o'clock in the morning ? I hate a man that ca n't keep rational hours like other people ! Fricka , come here ! '' For her little dog , who had sprung from the bed after its mistress , was now stretching and blinking behind her .