twelve o'clock
`` Would to-morrow morning suit you , dear ? '' she asked , looking at me with her frank brown eyes . As I returned the gaze I found it impossible to believe that she had wittingly deceived me that morning , or indeed at any time , and yet -- `` Yes . Shall we say at twelve o'clock ? '' I suggested . `` And shall I call here for you ? '' `` That will do beautifully .