Twelve o'clock
The secretary gathered up his note-book and left the room , and then the Baron turned to Roma with beaming eyes and lips expanding to a smile . `` Finished at last ! A thousand apologies , my dear ! Twelve o'clock already ! Let us go out and lunch somewhere . '' `` Let me go home , '' said Roma . She was trembling violently , and as she rose to her feet she swayed a little .