about twelve o'clock
Tell Milly -- with my love -- that I will not forgive her if she fails to accompany you . ` Believe me ever your affectionate cousin , ` MONICA KNOLLYS . ' Milly and I were both afraid that Uncle Silas would refuse his consent , although we could not divine any sound reason for his doing so , and there were many in favour of his improving the opportunity of allowing poor Milly to see some persons of her own sex above the rank of menials . At about twelve o'clock my uncle sent for us , and , to our great delight , announced his consent , and wished us a very happy excursion . So Milly and I drove through the gabled high street of Feltram next day . We saw my gracious cousin smoking with a man like a groom , at the door of the ` Plume of Feathers . ' I drew myself back as we passed , and Milly popped her head out of the window .