the hour of one
Now she winds me around her finger and says , ` Uncle Castleman , obey me , ' and I obey . Truly , there never was in all the world such another coaxing , persuasive little witch as our Yolanda . '' `` Poor child , '' said Frau Kate , as her husband passed out of the door . Castleman reached The Mitre near the hour of one , and of course did not find us . At half-past four , Yolanda entered the great oak room where Twonette and Frau Kate were stitching tapestry . `` Where suppose you Sir Max is -- and Sir Karl ? '' asked Yolanda , with a touch of anger in her voice .