six o'clock
Tell them , Lilly , she 's that way -- not to hurt her -- please . '' `` Harry -- dear ! '' At dawn milk wagons began to clatter through streets no grayer than Harry 's face . But at six o'clock Mrs. Schum was reported `` as well as could be expected '' and the operation apparently a success . They rode home through the early morning , Lilly insisting upon a taxicab and Harry lying back , quite frankly spent , against her arm . Her vitality was unquenchable , mounted , in fact , under stress . Untired , she brewed him hot coffee , forced him to drink it and lie down ; tidied up the little flat there at six-thirty o'clock in the morning , with a hit-and-a-miss it is true , but allaying all signs of confusion ; fluted an Eton collar for Zoe and packed her off to school ; and at half after eight , just out of a cold and invigorating shower , was combing out the fine electric rush of her hair , a pink Turkish bathrobe , the color of her firm , cool skin , wrapped tightly about her and caught in by a cord at her waist line .