quarter before eleven
When Genevieve went to her room to dress for `` church '' that morning , she looked a little thoughtfully at the array of pretty frocks hanging in her closet . `` I wish I could give some to Elsie , '' she sighed ; `` but Elsie is n't poor , of course , and I suppose she -- she would n't take them . But I suspect I do n't half appreciate them myself -- just as Elsie said , '' she finished , as she took down a fresh , white linen . At quarter before eleven Cordelia Wilson knocked at Genevieve 's door . Genevieve opened it to find Cordelia in a neat jacket suit , hat on , and gloves in hand . `` Am I all right , Genevieve ? '' she asked .