seven o'clock
`` My dear daughter ! my dear Gabriella ! '' exclaimed the lady in a charming voice ; and looking down after the first kiss , Gabriella saw a handsome , slightly florid face , with the vivacious smile of a girl and a beautiful forehead under a stiffly crimped arch of gray hair which looked as hard and bright as silver . `` I 've been up since seven o'clock waiting for you . You must be famished . Come straight in to breakfast . Your father is already at the table , George .