five o'clock
It might have been by Gad , but it was by Worth . Four shades of grey , and pearls . Mrs. Beaumont distinctly thought that this was not the sort of dress to dash into the faces of a quiet country party . It was like letting off rockets at a five o'clock tea . Only a woman could dissect the enormity of it ; men just stared . `` I know I am not more than one minute late , '' she said . `` Lord Lindfield , Alice has told me to lead you to your doom , which is to take me in .