One o'clock
Zoya burst out laughing and then mimicked Nina 's tone . `` Is it indeed possible that I could mean him ? '' She leaned over and kissed Nina affectionately , then hurried to the door . On the threshold she paused to call back , `` One o'clock to-morrow , and be sure of John ! '' She smiled , blew another kiss , and was gone . Nina looked after her , her thoughts in strange turbulence . A moment later she ran a comb through her hair , pinned up one or two tumbled locks , washed her face , polished her nails , took out a clean handkerchief ; after which , she felt quite made over , and went in search of her aunt .