one o'clock
He concluded to spend his morning in Hyde Park , chiefly because it was not far distant from Grosvenor Square . But the attractions of the noble park , through which he listlessly sauntered , and of the adjacent Kensington Gardens , to which he unconsciously extended his rambles , were entirely lost upon the abstracted wanderer . Grand old trees , romantic walks , delicious flowers , had no existence for him ; the whole world was one great , hueless , formless void , in which he beheld nothing but the spectral image mirrored in his own soul . He had decided not to pay his visit until after one o'clock ; but , before the sun reached its meridian , he absolved himself from the propriety of waiting , and , with rapid steps , once more took his way to Lady Langdon 's residence . The door was opened by a solemn footman . `` Is Lady Vivian at home ? '' `` Not at home , sir . ''