about three o'clock
Beyond these , and much more distinct , was a vision of her evil life , and the cold , stern face of the priest watching her . She wandered about , and then hastened back to Park Lane . Owen had been . He had left word that he would call again about three o'clock . He would have stayed , but had an engagement to lunch with friends . She lunched alone , and was sitting on the corner of the sofa , heavy-eyed and weary , but determined to be true to her resolutions , when the servant announced him . He came in hurriedly , his hat in his hand , and his eyes went at once to where she was sitting .