four o'clock
At that moment all doubts died away . She believed herself to be loved , and as her lover considered himself in an inferior position to her own , she was generous enough to show him her own feelings in return . The dark lashes rested upon her cheeks , her lips quivered like a child 's , as she said softly -- `` If I did own the Court , if Uncle Bernard left me everything he possessed , it would be worthless to me if -- if I were separated from the friends I cared for most . '' By four o'clock that afternoon the vicarage grounds presented a festive appearance , as the hundred guests strolled to and fro , arrayed in light , summer-like garments . The tennis-lawn was occupied by a succession of players , a ping-pong table stood in a quiet corner and attracted a certain number of devotees , and the grass-plot in front of the study window had been marked out for golf croquet . For those less actively disposed there were seats in the prettiest corners , and an endless supply of refreshments served on little tables under the trees . Ruth was looking lovely and radiant , blissfully conscious of Victor 's presence , even if he were at the further end of the garden ; of a dress and hat which suited her to perfection , and of her own importance in the eyes of the assembly -- Miss Farrell , the squire 's nearest living relation , his image in appearance , and reputed to be his favourite .