nearly two o'clock
It was three o'clock in the afternoon when the painter went home after his luncheon with the Hungarian . As he entered the dining-room , before going to the studio , he saw two women with their hats and veils on who looked as if they were getting ready to go out . One of them , as tall as the painter , threw her arms around his neck . `` Papa , dear , we waited for you until nearly two o'clock . Did you have a good luncheon ? '' And she kissed him noisily , rubbing her fresh , rosy cheeks against the master 's gray beard . Renovales smiled good naturedly under this shower of caresses .