three o'clock
How would she look ? What would she say ? These were the thoughts that persisted in haunting them through the long school-day and refused to be shaken off . At last it was three o'clock and the girls gathered on the campus , books in hand , eagerly anxious to be off . `` Are we all here ? '' said Jessie , looking about . `` All but Grace ; she 'll be here any minute , I guess . ''