eight o’clock
Yule did not return . Dinner was delayed for half an hour , then Marian declared that they would wait no longer . They two made a sorry meal , and afterwards went together into the sitting-room . At eight o'clock they heard the front door open , and Yule 's footstep in the passage . Marian rose . ` Do n't speak till to-morrow ! ' whispered her mother , catching at the girl 's arm .