six o’clock
`` And those gifts , gentle Sibyll ? '' `` Are my father 's , '' answered the girl , with another and a sadder change in her expressive countenance . And the conversation flagged till Marmaduke , feeling more weakened by his loss of blood than he had conceived it possible , retired to his chamber to repose himself . Before the hour of supper , which was served at six o'clock , Nicholas Alwyn arrived at the house indicated to him by Madge . Marmaduke , after a sound sleep , which was little flattering to Sibyll 's attractions , had descended to the hall in search of the maiden and his host , and finding no one , had sauntered in extreme weariness and impatience into the little withdrawing-closet , where as it was now dusk , burned a single candle in a melancholy and rustic sconce ; standing by the door that opened on the garden , he amused himself with watching the peacock , when his friend , following Madge into the chamber , tapped him on the shoulder . `` Well , Master Nevile . Ha !