seven o'clock
There was an unnecessary effusiveness in the way in which Euphemia kissed Mrs. Sol , -- the one woman present , who UNDERSTOOD , and was to be propitiated , -- which did not tend to increase Mrs. Sol 's good humor . She had her basket packed all ready for departure ; and even the earnest solicitation of Rand , that they would defer their going until sunset , produced no effect . `` Mr. Rand -- Mr. Pinkney , I mean -- says the sunsets here are so lovely , '' pleaded Euphemia . `` There is a rehearsal at seven o'clock , and we have no time to lose , '' said Mrs. Sol significantly . `` I forgot to say , '' said the `` Marysville Pet '' timidly , glancing at Mrs. Sol , `` that Mr. Rand says he will bring his brother on Wednesday night , and wants four seats in front , so as not to be crowded . '' Sol shook the young man 's hand warmly . `` You 'll not regret it , sir : it 's a surprising , a remarkable performance . ''