midnight on Wednesday
After the functions were over the girls enjoyed a comforting chat with one another in their drawing room ; all windows open , and the moon a-shining down over the luminous valley , which it seemed to fill with mother-o ' - pearl dust . Young Mr. J. K. Henderson of New York , having danced repeatedly with Katherine on Saturday night , unexpectedly turned up for the hop on the following Wednesday , when he again danced repeatedly with the same joyous girl . It being somewhat unusual for a keen business man to take a four hours ' journey during an afternoon in the middle of the week , and , as a consequence , arrive late at his office next morning , Dorothy began to wonder if a concrete formation , associated with the name of Prince Ivan Lermontoff of Russia , was strong enough to stand an energetic assault of this nature , supposing it were to be constantly repeated . It was after midnight on Wednesday when the two reached the corner parlor . Dorothy sat in a cane armchair , while Katherine threw herself into a rocking-chair , laced her fingers behind her head , and gazed through the open window at the misty infinity beyond . `` Well , '' sighed Katherine , `` this has been the most enjoyable evening I ever spent ! '' `` Are you quite sure ? ''