eight
o'clock Sunday evenings
The old cake woman had resumed her nightly tour , and again we heard her rapid footsteps and her shrill refrain . Always at the same hour , with the regularity of an automaton , she went by our house . And the long winter recommenced in the same manner as had the preceding ones , and as were similarly to begin the following two or three years . Our neighbors , the D ----- s , accompanied by Lucette , always came at eight o'clock Sunday evenings , and another neighbor visited us also upon this same evening . These latter brought with them their little daughter Marguerite , who gradually insinuated herself into my affections . That year Marguerite and I brought the Sunday winter evenings , over which the thought of the tasks of the morrow brooded sadly , to a close with an entirely new amusement . After the tea , when I felt that the party was about to break up , I would hurry little Marguerite into the dining-room , and there we rushed madly about the round table and tried to catch or tag each other , -- we played furiously .