eight o'clock
As she looked down on our huddled group there were tears in her eyes , but there was no shock . I noticed distinctly that there was no shock . `` Why , girls , '' she exclaimed , with a certain terse brightness , `` are n't you dressed yet ? It 's eight o'clock and people are beginning to arrive . '' She seemed so frivolous to me . I remember that I felt a little ashamed of her . `` We do n't want any party , '' I answered , glumly .