eight
o'clock
said Lucile ; but , receiving no answer , called out in a small voice , as the rap was repeated , `` Who is it ? '' `` Are n't you girls ever going to get up ? '' whispered a gruff voice , which they , nevertheless , recognized as belonging to Phil . `` It 's almost eight o'clock and you said you 'd be down by half-past seven . We 've been waiting for half an hour . '' `` All right ; we 'll be down right away , Phil , '' said Lucile , jumping out of bed and beginning to dress hastily . `` I had no idea it was so late . ''