eight o'clock
she cried , `` come in . '' He strode up the path and she rose to meet him . She remembered now that she had many things to tell him , and the knowledge of them choked her . `` Newell , '' she began , `` you must n't go -- I do n't know where you 're goin ' -- but down that way , you must n't go till eight o'clock . An ' then I guess you 'll see her . It 'll be better than the house , because her mother 's there . Why , '' her voice faltered and she ended breathlessly , `` what makes you look so ? ''