ten o’clock
`` I did n't -- '' Jack cut her short by leading the party inside . The scene within was as gorgeous with golden stucco as the dining-room of a German liner . Aunt Mary was so overcome that she traversed half the room before she became aware of the mighty attention which she and her three escorts were attracting . In truth , it is not every day that three good-looking young men take a tiny old lady , a bunch of violets and an ear-trumpet out to dine at ten o'clock . `` Everyone 's lookin ' , '' she said to Jack . `` It 's your back , Aunt Mary , '' he replied , in a voice that shook some loose golden flakes from the ceiling . `` I tell you , not many women of your age have a back like yours , and do n't you forget it . ''