eight o'clock
`` I took the opportunity , because I knew there would be no quail with this wind . '' `` Marcello will come in when he is hungry , '' said Aurora , rather sharply , because she really felt sorry . But Marcello did not come in . Soon after eight o'clock his mother appeared on the verandah . Folco dropped his newspaper and hastened to make her comfortable in her favourite chair . Though she was not strong , she was not an invalid , but she was one of those women whom it seems natural to help , to whom men bring cushions , and with whom other women are always ready to sympathise . If one of Fra Angelico 's saints should walk into a modern drawing-room all the men would fall over each other in the scramble to make her comfortable , and all the women would offer her tea and ask her if she felt the draught .