six o'clock in the
evening
Yet the intimacy was a fact , -- one of those odd facts which life persists in producing . They had shared an apartment -LRB- that is a nice compliment , that phrase , applied to their sitting-room , bedroom and bath -RRB- for almost a year , continuing in a state of amiability possible only between two people so widely separated in ideals and hopes that there could never be a clash . There had never been much companionship , however . Now and then they ate one meal together , an early dinner for Cecille and a late breakfast for Felicity , at six o'clock in the evening . For Cecille 's working day was over before Felicity 's began . But there had been no intimacy of the spirit . And yet each knew the soul of the other as well as though it had been a meal sack which could be turned inside out , exposing every seam to scrutiny .