six o'clock
What 's the use of crying ? You ca n't help it now , better make the best of it , and be as jolly as you can . Norah -- look here , I 'm sorry to bother you any more to-day , but I came over specially to have a chat . I have not had a chance of speaking to you quietly until now , and my father is driving round for us at six o'clock . Before he comes I wanted to tell you -- '' Norah put her handkerchief in her pocket , and faced him with steady eyes . Her heart gave a leap of understanding , and a cold certainty of misery settled upon her which seemed to dry up the fountain of tears , and leave her still and rigid . `` Yes ? ''