two o'clock
The skirt certainly hung just like the model . She sighed and got out her tennis-racquet . Then she sat down and read in a book of poems that she was very fond of . At two o'clock the bell jangled , and Clara opened the door for Mr. Copple herself . The clergyman was of slight build , and had let the hair in front of his ears grow down a little way on his cheeks . He wore a blue yachting-cap , and white duck trousers which were rolled up and displayed a good deal of red and black sock . For a moment Clara imaged a clear-cut face with grave eyes above a length of clerical waistcoat , on which gleamed a tiny gold cross suspended from a black cord .