seven o'clock
`` I go to do your bidding , Princess . '' `` And , Allen , '' Betty ran down the steps to call after him , `` whatever you do -- come early ! '' Two weeks of constant hustle , excitement and preparation passed by until at last came -- the big night ! It was seven o'clock and Betty had started to dress . Mechanically , with fingers that shook a little from excitement , she went through the early stages of the process , until it was time to slip into the pretty filmy lace dress she was to wear for the first part of the evening . Then her eyes met the reflected ones in the mirror , and she stopped short , wondering `` if this were really I. '' She was very sure that that very pretty girl in the mirror , with the flushed cheeks and brilliant eyes , could never be the Betty Nelson she had grown up with -- it could not be ! And yet she thrilled with a strange new happiness .