three o'clock
_ He adores her _ . Every time he meets her eyes , his grave , strong face softens and glows in a way which makes one feel inclined to cry . Lonely women feel so _ very _ lonely at such moments as these ! She contradicts him over the most futile things , and says , `` No , Jacky , it was three o'clock , not four ; I was just getting up from my rest , '' and he smiles , and does n't mind a bit . They had tea , but refused fruit , with an air of being rather outraged by the offer . Mrs Merrivale surreptitiously studied the details of Charmion 's tea-gown , and the Vicar and I laboured assiduously at conversation . I had liked him so much on Sunday , and had hoped he would be a real friend ; but -- things did n't go !