three o'clock
In her hand she held a tiny note received the previous night , and as she read for the twentieth time the few lines contained therein , her blushes deepened on her cheek , and her blank eyes grew softer and more subdued in their expression . `` Edith , '' the note began , `` I must see you alone . I have something to say to you which a third person can not hear . May I come to Collingwood to-morrow at three o'clock , P.M. ? In haste , Arthur St. Claire . '' The words were very cold , but to Edith they contained a world of meaning . She knew she was beloved by Arthur St. Claire .